THE WORDY CARPENTER

      by Teresita Perez

      My tools you have never seen.
      They exist in abstract form.
      They help me keep your soul warm
      when you capture what I mean.
      Detailing my mind in scenes,
      like a carpenter whose art
      is to nail words, carve each part,
      I glue adjectives, verbs, nouns,
      into prose innate -- no sound.
      But you'll hear my beating heart.


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