Hi everyone,
Jane, I couldn’t get back yesterday. Here’s my follow-up to your poem. Thanks for the prompt.
Back in my wheel,
my book-lined nest.
Inhaling the silence,
I cherish the test.
Here I take nourishment,
live in my head.
Here I imagine
the sorcerer’s thread.
Words are my fortress
where safely within
I trundle my wheel,
I spin, I spin.
(c) David L. Harrison
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