three in the morning
world gets its heavy work done
but it’s noisy work
the sound that woke me?
a surprise of geese, night flight
carrying springtime
three in the morning
world gets its heavy work done
but it’s noisy work
the sound that woke me?
a surprise of geese, night flight
carrying springtime
there's a poem in every day
aka: The Happy Bookers
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I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
custom poems on vintage typewriters
One Poet's Writing Practice
A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
Living in the moment
You’re writing is AMAZING…I’m ever stunned, enchanted by how the pieces I’ve read begin one way (one mood, perhaps) and then turn so deftly–love it!