Photo by Nitin Arya on Pexels.com Pages turning, one after another Scribbles and print all look the same The paper smells like home Nimble fingers tap on hard covers A close friend indeed Words that utter truth to those in need It's hard not to contemplate Feelings and thoughts that time left behind In binding … Continue reading Book
Poets Are Not A Monolith: YOU
Photo by Esha Montgomery Earlier this month, I stood in-front of my table selling poetry books, mugs, handmade fabrics and jewelry. A tall fellow comes by and begins to thumb the pages in one of the books. With a slight grin he says, I thought poetry is supposed to be sweet. I replied, No, I … Continue reading Poets Are Not A Monolith: YOU
Short Story-time: When I Fell in Love with Poetry
Photo by Element5 Digital on Pexels.com As corny as it may sound... It started when I learned how to read. At 5 years old, I felt the words form into rhymes and they rolled off my tongue like waves of clapping water. I was mesmerized by their loud, vivacious sound. Vowels made love to the … Continue reading Short Story-time: When I Fell in Love with Poetry
Something About Books
Something About Books Books are my friends. I live in their informative pages. They don't care if I'm unknown or famous. I grow older but they remain ageless. Love always, Esha ❤
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