Simply without effort,
is to open your window and;
welcome the past in.
Graces lack faces of parenthood
ancestors, voicing silent thoughts of
spiritual familiarity
Take to quill, if will with intent and
journey through to another conscious
realm of literate composure, and;
historic exposure
Your guest need be served aberrational
platters, therein their inscriptions,
data gift to your own life's past,
present and yet to experience,
future
1989
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Comments-jbstillwater-format permitting On 1/31/2009 JFarrugia (James Farrugia) sayeth these words: 'Take to quill, if will with intent and journey through to another conscious realm of literate composure, and; historic exposure' Quite a beautiful way to put it my friend. Twenty years since you wrote this; I find that interesting. I hope to one day be able to do the same thing with my poetry: look back at it and think of the moment which was expressed through it. Well done. James