my words used to
wait
silently
at the door to my mouth,
for permission
to enter the world.
but look at them now,
they fly like birds
and
shooting stars
and
other holy things
that know just where to land.
— free.
© Liezel Graham 2019.
liezel graham
author | poet | thread artist
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I am a storyteller and a poet.
I use words and thread, pencil and needle, paper and fabric.
my work is an ongoing conversation with myself.
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