• Tony Frobisher

Lost and Found

Lost and Found

Lost amongst the

Words that imbue

Themselves indelible

Upon the heart.

And bloodflow

Pulse with

Every thought.

Countenance those words,

Page printed, but

Alive, yes alive!

Breathing, breathing.

Lost amongst the

Words, long since

Written to permanence.

Lost, yes.

But in between

Every line,

I'm found again.




Nothing beats that feeling of being lost in the written word, a poem, a novel, and finding it resonate with you.

At once both lost and found.

Photo: Reading the poems of Seamus Heaney by the waters of Strangford Loch at Castle Ward in Northern Ireland. What a magical place.

#poetry #writing #reading #writtenword

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