And so my soul
Spills over
Into print again
As the sun spills
Over flowers
And the neighborhood
Sleeps
Endurance is eloquent
And marigolds are
Admirable because
They bloom
So long
Oh, my heart
Is tender
Yet God keeps it
Strong
And so my soul
Spills over
Into print again
Ellen Grace Olinger
Time of Singing,1991
I read poetry journals, and sometimes may read a poem several times, before the language flows for me. The days vary. And I select different books from my collection over the week, and read a few poems by different authors. I think about place, and where the poets are from. So much in common.
memories
from long ago
books from the library
books I can buy
and keep on a shelf
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 