by Robert Lloyd Jaffe
I have broken my arm
and learned to write
with another hand
I have broken my arm
and carry my children
in a new way
I have broken my arm
and my ring and my watch
don't fit
In breaking my arm
I have learned to
say it differently
and hold on
and let go
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an observer and listener of the music of life. Where I find cadence, I find my interest and passion directed. It can be sound, light, smell, or purely an experience of thought. The sky, the sea, the mountains, and the machines that allow me to explore those places draw my attention, and give me serenity.
Last updated May 06, 2016