I like the metaphor of the beach stones. When I walk the beaches of Maine, stones are abundant. (It's a rocky shore; no soft beaches for winter - toughened people.) But the stones I pick up will not be the ones that catch your eye. Our collections will be unique. Our poems will capture the waves of different tides.
I like the metaphor of the beach stones. When I walk the beaches of Maine, stones are abundant. (It's a rocky shore; no soft beaches for winter - toughened people.) But the stones I pick up will not be the ones that catch your eye. Our collections will be unique. Our poems will capture the waves of different tides.
Rings so true.