EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Saturday, September 26, 2015
limpid
in limpid pool
she stares
and sees her face
reflected there
shimmering above
the fishes below
and seeing her thus
she knows
they are made
of the same stuff
as are we all
and we are enough
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