Language

Light and clouds, after heavy rain in the night, and I am thinking about language. “In the beginning was the Word . . .” from John 1:1 begins our large print chapbook, Quiet Christmas Poetry.

And I recall this old poem. I changed the format for this post, with the Drop Cap letter from the WordPress Editor.

reading poems aloud
raindrops on the windows
reminds me how
Helen Keller
learned “water”

Time Of Singing
Volume 38, Number 2
Summer 2011

And here is the poem in four lines. I appreciate the ideas of editors and how a poem may best work in a journal. How will the poem work with the journal’s style? And the poem will be a part of the conversation among other poems, written by other poets. I like being able to present poems in different ways here too.

reading poems aloud
raindrops on the windows
I remember how Helen Keller
learned water

SMILE
Summer 2010

Photos by Karl – 2018

Ellen Grace Olinger