Writing Retreat
Memories flicker
in the corners of the house
as the writer taps,
sloughing the echoes
along the white tin ceiling
and down the oak walls,
creaking the whispers
over the black-paned windows
to reflect her face.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2009
Memories flicker
in the corners of the house
as the writer taps,
sloughing the echoes
along the white tin ceiling
and down the oak walls,
creaking the whispers
over the black-paned windows
to reflect her face.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2009
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beautiful, Lorie Ann! I wish I had been at your writing retreat. But I know I'll be reading the fruits of that time soon...on the bookshelves!
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