Learning and growing

I'm not into poetry. At. All. With one exception - the poems of the First World War. I like them. Some of them. I like how you get caught up in the melancholy and futility of war. I made an exception this week. I bought a friend's recently published collection, Inroads. I bought it primarily to support her because, even though I don't see her much, I am very pleased for her for her achievements and I enjoy her writing style.

Thing is, I find myself thinking about some of these poems. It's like they've actually affected me! Who'd have thought it! So, dear friend. Thank you.



By the way, she has an eagerly anticipated novel out next year. It is 'The Guardian Angel's Journal'. I recommend it! And the author can send me my commission through paypal! :D