Poems are like beautiful photographs. They do not hold a whole story, but they contain something, a succinct essence, a satisfying yet alluring sense of something delightful. The aroma unlocks the reader’s own memories, and makes her cherish the little collection of words and sounds almost entirely for the channel of insight forged into the past and future. That is why, when you find a poem that unlocks a key to something in your heart it is so hard to tear it apart from your soul. The roots have already dug in, and stronger they will grow.
A pretty poem committed to memory is a glass globe of glowing light and happiness stored inside and always accessible even when hands are set at one of life’s most mundane tasks. It is a gift of beauty to the mind and heart. (11/17/2013)