I’m Nobody! Who are you?Are you — Nobody — Too?Then there’s a pair of us!Don’t tell! they’d advertise — you know! How dreary — to be — Somebody!How public — like a Frog —To tell one’s name — the livelong June —To an admiring Bog! Emily Dickinson My first poetry night. Last night, after aContinueContinue reading “Why I’m Nobody”
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Mother’s Sonnet
The womb and heart overflowing with loveSome mothers’ role began with one small spark:Deciding to welcome home the new dove,And now begin her most selfless embark. The womb empty, but the heart overflowsWith longing, love—feeling liens du choixFor with no child, it was this they still chose:To give age, ear, heart, hand to those theyContinueContinue reading “Mother’s Sonnet”
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