Poems from BrittneyBrannum
Facing the dedication plaque of The East Coast Memorial in Battery Park,sat a navy spiral bound with a worn post-it note upon the cover....
We should all be able to recite Dickens's famous line,“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.It was the age of wisdom, it...
Whispers:
black holes
concealed within
night sky.
In this limited mother tongueby which I communicate to you,all I can call it is love.Cannot express through the utteranceof a single word...
impressions left upon grounddigging deep into the earthwalk on the narrow pathjourney alone, deep in the woodswarm air fills my lungs...