There is a gap in my poem: I am grieving a missing word Like an empty chair
poems always open spaces, they always offer empty chairs and we are hungry readers, who fill them with our imagination. I really like the way you write and allow me, as a reader, to be inside the text. your texts are like music to me.
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Thank you, Fer, you are a very kind and generous soul.
Lovely. Cheers! 🙂
Thank you. 🙂
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Goback to you.
Good place!
Thank you, Mariel.
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poems always open spaces, they always offer empty chairs and we are hungry readers, who fill them with our imagination. I really like the way you write and allow me, as a reader, to be inside the text. your texts are like music to me.
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Thank you, Fer, you are a very kind and generous soul.
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Lovely. Cheers! 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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Goback to you.
Good place!
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Thank you, Mariel.
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