Not a poet

I write on a quiet Monday noon

And at numbness of still midnights,

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How I understand poetry

White Space Here I sit, at my word pro, the white space staring me down, but not out. I experiment, juxtaposing pseudo-random words into pretentious, premeditated poetry. Then with an afflatus, words flow, whispered by my muse, into lines and stanzas. ~ By Peter E. Williams What is poetry? The crafting of words? You are […]

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For the Traveler

” May you travel in an awakened way,
Gathered wisely into your inner ground;
That you may not waste the invitations
Which wait along the way to transform you.”

~ John O’Donohue

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