Within this stone lay my imaginationUpon this blank page I will spill my bloodChisel and hammer I holdThe pen no longer my fingers splayedI look within to find the heart; my own and the stone’sThis block of writers’ my hesitationI type in furious frenzyThe first edge goes, the stone takes shapeAha! Aho! Ahee! The wordsContinue reading “Writer’s Block Carving”