Like trees shed their leaves and, vulnerable in the winter cold,
expose their branches, naked, to the world,
so writers, word by word
in their stories, reveal their souls.
Like trees shed their leaves and, vulnerable in the winter cold,
expose their branches, naked, to the world,
so writers, word by word
in their stories, reveal their souls.
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So true. You’ve captured the essence of the writing life in very few words.
Comment by Sandra Carey CodySandy Cody — March 26, 2013 @ 9:36 pm |
Glad you agree.
Comment by carmenferreiroesteban — March 26, 2013 @ 9:42 pm |