The rain says, "It's okay to go no where. You can stop being busy. You can read, write a poem, lay in bed with your head under the pillows. It is perfectly fine to rest. In fact, I demand that you rest!" And so I listen to the rain.
Day: April 3, 2022
April Poetry #2 – Vernality
I am a word lover. I am intrigued by meaning and morphology. I love to ponder where words have been and what I can possibly sculpt them into. Can I take an old word and use it in a new way?