The other day I found myself trying to write a poem about why I’m not a poet. Yes, I know… Anyhow, here’s something else I did write. Looking lass Sometimes in a mirror, there’s a woman I don’t know Neither less nor more, just surprising Her hopeful eyes glitter – she’s been waiting Our […]
Grip
The Present – by Billy Collins
A poem – In a moment
First things first, nothing horrible has happened and everything is rather fine at the moment. I just wanted to see if I could catch the feelings in that moment when you hear some awful, life-changing news. When the tears won’t flow. This is the worst day of my life. The sharpest. Every second a pin-sharp, […]