Maybe if I wrote you a beautiful poem my ink would spill across all of time so no matter where you may be you can follow a path left by my words all the back to where all of my poetry is born right here inside of me.


Maybe if I wrote you a beautiful poem my ink would spill across all of time so no matter where you may be you can follow a path left by my words all the back to where all of my poetry is born right here inside of me.

Richard M Knittle Jr.
A #Poets Journey
Texas Poet Laureate Nominee 2016-2020


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