Where would we be without speech? We’d get by thanks. Where would we be with only few words? As a fallen leaf In the autumn wind Flabbergasted Dancing and swaying In the equinox With no direction…
Source: Wordlessly searching
My Nonesuch Shakespeare
The mysterious case of the uneatable pears
I read your poem (again) ‘Wordlessly searching’ just before going to help out at the Stroke charity ‘Connect ‘, for the day. Very poignant…..Tish xx
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