How We Write Poem by Sandra Feldman
How We Write
Like in a trance, we write,
Not knowing how, not knowing why,
Certain words just seem to fly,
From the Heart,
Like a magical harp,
Whose strings are touched,
We play, we write,
Beyond logic, Beyond love,
Beyond life, Beyond Time.
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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4/23/2024 11:34:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, writing is a trance, a rapture, something that has to be poured out of our wombs and limbo... * *