You had me here sifting flour through my fingers. I was making pastry. The eyes are our windows. We see the words and our heart feels them. I have always loved the power of words. I like where you took me J.
reminds me when I was 6
and reading across the
page of a book with my
fingers under each word
so I could see it more clearly
strange where poems take the
reader..nice work
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..