I will leave a poem by Aneliya Siderova*, in the meantime, borrowed from that fine place, Ink, Sweat and Tears.
On Thursdays I cross the bridge over the railway
On Fridays I cross the river bridge
On Saturdays, there are no bridges to cross.
* Aneliya Siderova is Bulgarian and lives in London. She would like to be a teacher but works as a cleaner. She has been writing poetry in her native tongue for some years and Bridges is her first poem in English.
I can't even imagine being that disconnected. It sounds like bliss. But I can imagine what amazing writing will come out of it!ReplyDelete
Lovely poem, thank for that. That's how I feel about Saturdays. And enjoy your solitude!ReplyDelete
Sounds lovely, absolutely lovely.ReplyDelete
And the poem too, thanks.