poems, practice, and process
by Hannah Stephenson
Wow! Succinct and evocative. Another beautiful piece, Hannah.
Lovely pull-and-tug to this, Hannah.
One day, I will have my little Marie read this. One day, she will grow out of this grandfather's anxious worry. And she will go away, her heart big enough to fall in love with whoever she fancies, and memories dimmed or maybe damned!
If I were that big while everyone else remained tiny, I would never be bored. I would probably prevent other people from going where their hearts ask.
love this one hannah, keep em coming