I Write Therefore I Am

I write therefore I am

 

I write, therefore I am

everywhere –passing through a keyhole

or looking glass

into corners and characters

I’m just beginning to know, possess.

 

I write, therefore I am

the shadow of an idea,

dream or experience

that stains barriers with change

inspiring a few

to unlatch their gate, open their shutters.

 

I write, therefore I am

the progeny of every woman

in an oil painting who holds

a plume, a book or vellum fan

of letters. The lace of her sleeve

intricate as the language

she cultivates into a voice. A voice

that ripens into a vineyard.

5 comments

  1. “inspiring a few

    to unlatch their gate, open their shutters.”

    “A voice

    that ripens into a vineyard.”

    Luscious and rich and so lovely!

    Wendy,

    I love this from beginning to end!

    Like

  2. Love the idea of passing through keyholes
    into corners and characters.

    Wonderful imagery in the last four lines.

    A pleasure to read.
    Take care,
    Kerri

    Like

  3. Dear Sarah, Kerri, Kallie and Mark

    Your kind words toward this poem are so deeply appreciated. I am glad you enjoyed it and always deeply appreciate your interest in my work and your perspective!

    Take care,
    my best
    Wendy

    Like

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