I got inspired by Emily Dickinson’s poem on love:
You left me, sweet, two legacies,—
A legacy of love
A Heavenly Father would content,
Had He the offer of;
You left me boundaries of pain
Capacious as the sea,
Between eternity and time,
Your consciousness and me.
In case you haven’t caught the hint, the next issue of Red Wolf Journal will be concerned with heart, and love. Whatever keeps the fire burning. So I thought you might want to try your hand at writing a poem about love. What is truly a legacy must have been wrought in love. On a side note, there’s a new movie about Dickinson, yippee!