Monday, November 16, 2009

cynthia

I started writing a new series of poems today. What does it feel like when writer's block ends? It feels like somebody has left a hot bowl of soup inside my doorstep on a freezing night. Soup & buttered bread. I feel grateful.
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  1. Martha Silano19 December, 2009 22:13

    Yay! I'm happy to hear you're writing again, Cynthia. Sop up that good soup with lots of bread.

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