Writing builds a genuine rapport,
Wild and different, how interesting
Topics can feel, how lovely and
Beautiful, thinking. The mind is
Stunning when writing takes over.
The imagination, the voice, when
Put down on paper, so selfless, so
Opposite to the evil that
Overwhelms into stupidity and
Backstage backwardness. Writing
Is celebration. The fiction is
Awesome and real. Writing
Encourages the silent good to
Croon out loud, turning worthless
Fools into noble Bards. Little
Children, when they appear,
Troubled and unnamed, writing
Sweeps down to free their bodies
Of visibly thieving, of evil
Ignorance performed by deceiving
Lying Sports made up in glamour,
And costume. The goodness of
Writing demands absolutely
Nothing but movement and
Yearning, for revelation, for
Survival. Death beckons the
Unspoken. Death befriends the
Mute.
Writing is clever, sophisticated,
Marvelous, always a creation,
Always giving more, and
More, and more. Writing is
Different, writing is good. Up here
There is no lack, no lurking, no
Interesting evil to bedevil the
Writing word. The Word cannot be
Seduced or tricked, it is always a
Safe haven, a space of reserve,
Lacking nothing, seeking truth.
Humble, reaching for,
Entering and reckoning
For home – hard, won & free –
Never giving up, never crushed –
To write is hard, a long hard time,
But the writer, the writing voice
The moral imagination saves, sick
Or not, quiet or weak. Art, skill
Confidence, this we can rely on,
This we can bestow. The gesture
Begins in a moment. Open up to
Right, open up to free. It is
Exquisite and true, our only human
Capacity, a form most divine. The
Sign is in your words. Choose it,
Use it, define it, live it, right now.
You are not your name. Begin
Anew. Once upon, again…
Author Bio:
The writer holds a Ph.D. in English from SUNY Stony Brook University. She is an Essayist and a Poet. She resides in Brooklyn, New York.
Wild and different, how interesting
Topics can feel, how lovely and
Beautiful, thinking. The mind is
Stunning when writing takes over.
The imagination, the voice, when
Put down on paper, so selfless, so
Opposite to the evil that
Overwhelms into stupidity and
Backstage backwardness. Writing
Is celebration. The fiction is
Awesome and real. Writing
Encourages the silent good to
Croon out loud, turning worthless
Fools into noble Bards. Little
Children, when they appear,
Troubled and unnamed, writing
Sweeps down to free their bodies
Of visibly thieving, of evil
Ignorance performed by deceiving
Lying Sports made up in glamour,
And costume. The goodness of
Writing demands absolutely
Nothing but movement and
Yearning, for revelation, for
Survival. Death beckons the
Unspoken. Death befriends the
Mute.
Writing is clever, sophisticated,
Marvelous, always a creation,
Always giving more, and
More, and more. Writing is
Different, writing is good. Up here
There is no lack, no lurking, no
Interesting evil to bedevil the
Writing word. The Word cannot be
Seduced or tricked, it is always a
Safe haven, a space of reserve,
Lacking nothing, seeking truth.
Humble, reaching for,
Entering and reckoning
For home – hard, won & free –
Never giving up, never crushed –
To write is hard, a long hard time,
But the writer, the writing voice
The moral imagination saves, sick
Or not, quiet or weak. Art, skill
Confidence, this we can rely on,
This we can bestow. The gesture
Begins in a moment. Open up to
Right, open up to free. It is
Exquisite and true, our only human
Capacity, a form most divine. The
Sign is in your words. Choose it,
Use it, define it, live it, right now.
You are not your name. Begin
Anew. Once upon, again…
Author Bio:
The writer holds a Ph.D. in English from SUNY Stony Brook University. She is an Essayist and a Poet. She resides in Brooklyn, New York.
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