June 2018
Firestone Feinberg
ff@verse-virtual.org
I've sent this guy a ton of rejections, but he keeps on submitting poems. I feel kinda bad for him -- so I accepted one of them.
ff@verse-virtual.org
I've sent this guy a ton of rejections, but he keeps on submitting poems. I feel kinda bad for him -- so I accepted one of them.
None can tell the human heart —
It never will be known —
A land with neither map nor chart —
You must explore alone.
Some say it is a wilderness —
Though some say otherwise:
Not dark and drear, but luminous —
Like love in mother's eyes.
None can tell the human heart —
It never will be known —
A land with neither map nor chart —
You must explore alone.
Some say it is a wilderness —
Though some say otherwise:
Not dark and drear, but luminous —
Like love in mother's eyes.
© 2018 Firestone Feinberg