Someone called today and requested I write a poem for a friend. She asked if I was still in the "poem writing business." After four years in the real estate rat race I wasn't sure I still had it in me. I have written very few poems in the last four years.
I wrote the poem this morning. I had forgotten how each poem soothes and comforts me! Perhaps it is only an illusion that they are ever written for someone else.
I am grateful for the opportunity to remember the poet within.
I think you write for the poet within you and the poet with all others who read your poems. I have been grateful for your poems that have passed through my hands to my children long ago. They still speak.
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