...ancient words of new wisdom live, breathe
as i am born to become a living poem...

Monday, February 16, 2009

forces of enchantment
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous
feeling of the words being there, written in
invisible ink, and clamoring to become visible.

~Nabokov ~

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Love it
it opens a whole new world of imagination.
Keep it up!

L.