English is so inadequate to be honest, for poetry. Give me Spanish, Persian, Urdu poetry. It’s conceptual. Not just metaphor and simile. Alas I was robbed of my native language by parents and catholic nuns! Needs must blunder on in English.

Poetry sits on my cheek like a livid weal…

Dictionary. As a child I loved reading it. Once in a while I throw in an arcane word, which my favorite writer does too. John Banville. His words are all that we are. Ah, but he’s divine!

Thank you so much for actually taking apart what I write.