Like a cat
tame or otherwise-
A man
will attack if touched
where he is most tender.
Artwork by Gwen John [Public domain].
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
The muse has been muted while we are both listening for some reason- we have both observed; Profound is not discovery, Epiphany is no certa...