The weight of a new book,
the flap of its pages
like strong wings in the still morning,
the slow easing into
a whole new mental landscape,
my god –
it’s manna from heaven.
The weight of a new book,
the flap of its pages
like strong wings in the still morning,
the slow easing into
a whole new mental landscape,
my god –
it’s manna from heaven.
The Opportunistic Poet 