Half Past Five

At some point in my life I used to think ‘How do people find words to write?’ and ‘How do they write songs and poems?’ It started with ‘I dwell in Possibility’ by Emily Dickinson and soon I started dwelling in the possibility. These poems were written one poem a day every day for 40 days continuously. Some days it took two minutes to write; on some days it took an eternity. On the days of eternal struggle I had to list words from different places to weave them together. Some poems are from my collection over time.