A Poem for Tuesday »
By AmyMo on May 22, 2007 in Life | 1 Comment
WORDS
Anne Sexton. 1928-1974.
Be careful of words,
even the miraculous ones.
For the miraculous ones we do our best,
sometimes they swarm like insects
and leave not a sting but a kiss.
They can be good as fingers.
They can be trusty as the rock
you stick your bottom on.
But they can be both daisies and bruises.
Yet I am in love with words.
They [...]
