Listen,
poems read
differently
when you're close to the poet
Listen,
run your hands
across my pages
caress the dents
feel the depth in some
and the lightness in others
Listen,
come closer
place your ear
on my papers
listen to the waltz
my pencils do
with every
stride, every curve
Full poem here: https://indiedoodles.wordpress.com/2024/12/11/how-well-do-you-know-a-poet/