To do this, You need silence. A peaceful place to think. Only through silence Your words bubble to the surface. Deep attention to the craft With the assistance of silence And you've got the makings Of a masterpiece. ◊
Tag: writers
The Flying Busman
The Flying Busman keeps his poems on the small elevated landing at the front of the bus. Two of them are folded into paper airplanes. A woman sitting next to me engages him in conversation. Something about a writing group that meets at a Wegman's in Camillus every Thursday night. She's holding a big box. … Continue reading The Flying Busman
