I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
I am a published poet.
See? It’s still true!
And, if you feel you need it, click on this cover to find the proof:
Vine Leaves Literary Journal, Issue #13 – Cover Art by Karen Boissonneault-Gauthier
In wonder and in gratitude for this new adventure,
Amy
I didn’t need proof, but it’s nice to see such a lovely cover.
I think I am the one who needs the proof, more than anyone. It feels like magic, to me.
that’s what happens when we are on the inside of our lives instead of outside commenting on it.
Congratulations Amy!
Thank you, Guy!
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Congratulations, Amy! There is something so rewarding about having others read your poem that transcends just about anything in our commercial culture. . . I love the simplicity of your poem and the connections it makes to the world.