I just wrote this down in response to something a friend of mine has written regarding the exercise of writing. It’s a poem she calls The Inkwell. I will not post it here unless she were to give me permission. It is intimate, lovely, and powerful. Below is my three-lined response regarding what I feel is my inkwell. I will have to revisit this and expand upon it at a later date. Thank you Ang.
I sit perfectly still and prepare to open a vein
So that my words may flow more directly from heart to page
Unencumbered by my clumsy hand.