Thursday, March 04, 2010

What I thought about this morning.

Before you stop writing you must write a poem.

You must get out all of the brilliance floating between the wires
Out onto the page, and it must IGNITE the page as soon as
The letters touch the paper so that this act, your writing, becomes a race
Against time.  A race for the safety of your hand.  Write fast, woman,
Lest you be BURNED!  

2 comments:

Joslyn Hamilton said...

Love this! Morning pages? Ha! They work!

wallsonwords said...

Rad.