About Firstlines

I make up words as I go along. Sometimes thoughts write themselves into poems. Other times they find mirrors in wiser lines. Firstlines is about the arresting quality of a singular, brilliant notion, a little seedling that grows into a thing called a poem. Here is a field of wildflowers.

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I make up words as I go along. Sometimes thoughts write themselves into poems. Other times they find mirrors in wiser lines. Firstlines is about the arresting quality of a singular, brilliant notion, a little seedling that grows into a thing called a poem. Here is a field of wildflowers.

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