Two poets that leave my heart pounding are the late Pablo Neruda and the contemporary Christopher Poindexter.
I know some about the first and nearly nothing about the second.
Each pierce my soul with their words.
I find myself scribbling down verses of poetry onto torn bits of paper and stuffing them into my partners lunch, his chest of drawers, under the pillow…anywhere that his hands are sure to turn them up.
Words make me cry.
Words make me want to live out loud.
Poetry and sentiments create rivers of wonder within me. I was not always a lover of poems, especially at school where haunting verses were stripped of their mystery under the scrutinizing gaze of my Literature teacher.
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