love for poetry

With A Flower by Emily Dickinson

I hide myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too --
And angels know the rest.

I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.


although valentine's day is traditionally a time for romantic love, I thought I'd share with you, my secret love for poetry. Especially Emily Dickinson's poems. I discovered her work when I was 13 years old and quite by chance read her collection of poems in the library. I'd found a way to express my love of rhythm with words and language. I've been a poet ever since.