Inspiration is usually a coincidence.
You enter a room where the light slants across the floor
in geometric squares and you step into one of the squares
and are given the next line or note or chord
in the work you are doing.
The natural world has set aside its usual indifference
and come down into your path to illuminate a step.
But inspiration is mercurial.
You have to hold it in and savor it
and get it down before it’s gone.
You enter a room where the light slants across the floor
in geometric squares and you step into one of the squares
and are given the next line or note or chord
in the work you are doing.
The natural world has set aside its usual indifference
and come down into your path to illuminate a step.
But inspiration is mercurial.
You have to hold it in and savor it
and get it down before it’s gone.
-Fanny Howe
now that we are old enough
to frown on punching
certain words scare me;
voodoo whispers
sounds thick with venom
whole sentences spoken
in gendered tongues
silence is a flinch.
