A Book April 12, 2016/4 Comments/in Uncategorized /by Liz SteinglassA book is a doorway from this world to another. How strange to close the pages and find myself here. Happy Day 12 of National Poetry Month. See you tomorrow, Liz Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)
Tabatha says: April 13, 2016 at 5:37 am I know that feeling! Startling, isn’t it? It happens sometimes walking out of a movie theater, too.
Liz Steinglass says: April 14, 2016 at 12:28 pm I also get it when we turn off the music from Hamilton. That music sucks me right in.
Linda Baie says: April 14, 2016 at 11:11 am I’m trying to catch up with reading some of the posts, and can’t ever pass by a poem about a book. Love the ending Liz.
Liz Steinglass says: April 14, 2016 at 12:28 pm Thanks, Linda. I know, National Poetry Month is exhausting!
I know that feeling! Startling, isn’t it? It happens sometimes walking out of a movie theater, too.
I also get it when we turn off the music from Hamilton. That music sucks me right in.
I’m trying to catch up with reading some of the posts, and can’t ever pass by a poem about a book. Love the ending Liz.
Thanks, Linda. I know, National Poetry Month is exhausting!