+Steven Curtis Lance
May 02, 2004, 10:07 PM
Sounds like the "flow experience" of the creator; the mystical state which means so much to me, in which I write my sonnets. Yes, we can draw without daylight, we can find our own midnight sun inside, or perhaps our big and blue full moon. What would I do without the ability to make things? It keeps me from going the rest of the way mad! And what I do is make things--sonnets--for you. Nothing makes me happier than to make you happy with a little present which I have made for you. And your beautiful poems and images always make me happy. I can't draw my way out of a paper bag, so I have to do all I can with words, also notes of music.
I love you, dear wife. Take me to Sweden and show me the midnight sun, and I will bring you here to show you my nasturtium flowers, my big fat cat, and the yellow roses in the Plaza. I will be silly for you, and sit on the cannon in front of City Hall, yelling "fire the laser!"
Thank you for being, and thank God I found you.
SI! SE PUEDE!
AMOR VINCIT OMNIA
Dara
May 03, 2004, 04:12 AM
Silke,
Beautiful image and poem! I live the idea of a midnight sun, GREAT writing!
Love,
Dara
