As young as she feels and as old as her habit, she takes pen to paper struggling against the worm that secretly nibbles away her life. All that fills her mind she caresses, as if for the first time … the cry of a Morepork, the howls of King Lear, the ecstasy of San Juan de la Cruz, the scent of a rose.
than her heart –
First published in April 2011 issue of
contemporary haibun online