WRITING: Poetics
Was writing hypertext stories for the past couple of weeks and now I’m going to take the time to do some editing. Still my favorite line though from the last one: “I paint my lips with cherries, my eyes with the horizon of the sky.”
Reading Neruda again, and an anthology of diverse poetry. It keeps me in the right frame of mind to deal with writing and life.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology