Showing posts with label broth and eventide's light and poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label broth and eventide's light and poem. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Why is she thinking of broth and eventide outlining the neighbor's house?

Because both are poems.
Both nourish.
Both feed the senses.
Both whisper "possibilities."

Because in her house there are many pens.