Cindy Knoke

“The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.”
― Derek Walcott , Derek Walcott: Selected Poems

“Clocks ticking, wasted time, reminded [Poe]
The coffin waits and pages lie half done
In desolation. Anonymity’s
Curse frightens writers more than Roderick
Encountering his sister’s open crypt.

- - from my poem "Poe and His Women" - -”
― LindaAnn LoSchiavo, A Route Obscure and Lonely

“I read the last three lines of the popular poem about having faith in God:
“…during your trials and testings,
When you saw only one set of footprints,
It was then that I carried you.”
― Tracy Stopler, The Ropes That Bind: Based on a True Story of Child Sexual Abuse

“También de este lado hay sueños.”
― Janine Cummings