“This poetry. I never know what I’m going to say. I don’t plan it. When I’m outside the saying of it,I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.”
― Rumi, The Essential Rumi
Arithmetic is easy because when you forget what comes next, you can use your fingers to remind you how much you have.
As a child, I counted dots on the ceiling because I wanted to leave my body alone.
As a child, I noticed the skinny fabrics sewed into themselves to create something called trousers or shirt.
As a child, I didn’t realize my body would be following me for this long.
As a poet, I recognize the moment I have nothing left to say is when I’ve finally reached the path toward an answer.
Aimee Herman 