My Scribbled Secret Notebooks

Some pages from the not so secret online journal of Lynna Goldhar Smith artist and writer.


Writers are like stargazers

searching an imaginary sky

for distant galaxies of meaning and metaphor–

trusting that somewhere beyond  the dark matter–

of our own memory and imagination

there is a something waiting to be seen.

We must cultivate  unshakeable faith–

so that we  can be like the astronomers who  trust

that beyond the glimmer of a billion years lies astonishment.

We must believe that  beyond the disappointment

of our failed experiments,and our unfinished drafts,

beyond the storms and the turmoil of our own fear and shame

beyond the  judgements of others–

there is something that can only be imagined–

a story– poem– a painting that only we can tell.









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