When you pay attention and look around, you might see things you never noticed before. At least that's what my husband said when he tried to convince me to keep my nose out of a book on our weekend trip. You see, I had a Vera Bradley bag full of books. I only got to one of them.
Instead I soaked in some "paying attention"--to the small stuff. For the small stuff is what poetry is made of.
butterfly wind-whipped
caught in highway speed tunnel
stroke of luck--escape
by Marcie Flinchum Atkins
April 5, 2010
abandoned farmhouse
weathered gray boards tell stories
etched into wood grains
by Marcie Flinchum Atkins
April 5, 2010
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