Writing Without Words
I am a word junkie
I cannot get enough of them
The more I learn, the more I realize
How few words I know
When I put a dictionary on my lap
And begin flipping through it,
I am amazed.
I feel illiterate,
How I can write anything at all
is a mystery to me.
Did my teachers know these words?
Why did they not teach them to me?
I am bereft
Forlorn, humbled
So I have to hide the dictionary from myself
So I can continue on, ignorantly writing away without words.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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