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Letters on the Sky

by Christine Boyce — Read all 8 poems by Christine Boyce

Under the influence of a warped perspective.

Saturday, February 15, 2003

Not being told page mold gave visions more wonderful than wine splendidly aged, I ate some casually, after the years, carelessly bit it raggedly off like the tips of nervous fingernails. And so when I was polishing for the hundredth time my thick light lenses, I never smashed them down, never crush-cursed them, never bent the wires and hung them crooked from old eyes; page-mold peeked its bright eyes from the underside of leaves, from the left-line of brick buildings where the light caught on earth-stone and wrote letters on the sky.

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Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on June 28, 2009

Excellent poem,I look forward to reading the next poem.I enjoy reading your works

EDWIN

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on August 18, 2005

NO one understands this poem better than I do. The source for many great writers may have been nothing more than a healthy sniff of the bouquet of moldy books. The fungi that feeds on old paper is said to be mildly hallucinogenic, causing an enhancement of enlightment. I read it in a report in the British medical journal, The Lancet. I have an old paperback in my library morgue. Coincidentally, the name of the book is A Catalog of the Ways People Grow, by Severin Peterson, focusing on ways to seek the development of the whole person. This book ... I tell you ... has a scent to it that I find myself picking up for no other reason than for just sniffing its wonderful, healing aroma. After reading the article, I was surprised to hear that the old book is most likely laced with fungi, and therefore feeding my inspiration with a "good feeling" literary high. From this enlightening experience, I adopted the philosophy of the Amish, "What's old is of the good." I am truly inspired now from this and........................other things.

Sage

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on February 15, 2003

So good and creative.
peg

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on February 15, 2003

creative and whimsical...

Reviewed by Brittany Ren�e

Reviewed on February 15, 2003

A creative writing, Christine ;)

Warm Love,
*-Brittany-*

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on February 15, 2003

Incredibly poem from a true wordsmith.
Love and peace,
susan

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on February 15, 2003

Good write!.....

Sandie Angel :o)

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