With Tehtena's permission, here are a few lines from another novel I am working on, a much shorter one, entitled 'THE RESPONSE'. It's a little poem, written by an old man for a very young woman with whom he is madly and hopelessly in love:
My heart: a bird
—its song unheard.
My cursed old age:
its cruel cage.
And you: the sky,
where it can't fly.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
More from my novel...
"I am not closer yet to what I was reaching for, but in reaching for it I have always been closest to who I am." — from the diary of Tehtena, Princess of Sheba
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
One more snippet from my work in progress:
She rendered his heart too jubilant for silent reveries. Every minute he spent in her presence was another love-song in the making.
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