i find words romantic.

i find words romantic.

i do, really.

i find them untouchable. uncontainable. and often times, unspeakable, which isn't always convenient but that's where my pen and paper (and laptop) come in handy.

i am a lover of many things and one of them is the written word. i find that i can be swept up in a poem, in a phrase.....

e.e. cummings. billy collins. john steinbeck. jane austen.

(etc...)

sometimes i will notice something and my mind will describe it as if i'm writing. i can't even articulate this "experience" but my mind wanders to a place of description--

for instance: today, when i was cooling down from my run i saw an old woman leaning up against a light post on my street. she had her face pointed directly towards the sun and the sun showed every graceful line and wrinkle on her face. in that very moment, i was swept up. something so small. so insignificant, but yet....so beautiful. my mind began to wander and wrote a little something that i have since forgot, but life described by the written word is a true treasure in this lifetime.

i also find penmanship to be an intriguing thing. my grandmother once wrote out this bible verse on a piece of paper, which my mother photocopied and gave to all of us when she passed away. her handwriting is just like her. beautiful, warm and intelligent. i have it on my fridge in the apartment because the verse itself is beautiful but seeing her handwriting makes me feel as if she is still around. strange, perhaps, but it is a comfort. this is why i love getting mail. even little notes are nice. my mother would put little notes in my lunchbox and at school i would find them on top of my sandwich. something so small.

but so significant.

words. there are romantic in every way.