It is amazing how much love i feel writing this blog. I mean everything i write , on the spot, anyway. I am even exhausted by my mom’s story. It is only good news, what is my problem? it is doubt, sisters. With no feedback from anyone almost, in times of doubt, it is a bit harder. I don’t know if people think i am still wild crazy or holy poet. In theory, i dont really care what others think. But what do those I have loved think about this blog?
The Poetry Dervish