Poetry, notes, and marginalia by William Michaelian
... I rushed all the way to here,in tiny hope you might surprise us with your voice too in a recording of it!? :)Lovely ...... I love how my mind breeds taste in my mouth....hunger for more of these silent breaths of fresh air,up there in the tranches of my holly tree....beautiful!A
of course the trinity is mystical, sly one.
I love reading lines from yourpoems..
My body leaps at the beating of wings too. damnably annoying, flapping about the kitchen and cawing every time some damn pigeon sets up a fuss. I'm glad it's not just me.
Aleksandra, I do hope that one of these days I’ll be able to make some decent recordings. But chances are, my voice won’t measure up to your wonderful expectations. Thank you!Gerry, don’t make me laugh. Sly? Me?Thank you, Monika!Peter, if you find that a source of comfort, I’m glad. Your kitchen must be a sight with all those feathers.
Your mind races ahead because of the many words that it longs to express as beautiful as these.I love your words and I marvel at your talent to use them in ways that would never come to my mind.
Thank you, Jan. And yet they fail me now, or I fail them, in the presence of yours.
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