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If I Were a Creek
If I were a creek and you came to sitAlong my lush green grass for a bit When summer was young and my waters flowed Over the rocks where the warm sun glowed If I…
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I Wish I Could Keep You
I don’t want to let you go. I wish I could keep you. I know there is a time and a season for everything, and you must die again as you always do.…
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The Old Folks
The old folks—my, a race, A people all their own, I used to dread the day, I’d be so stooped and grown. I used to think—my sakes, To be so pale and slow,…
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These Old Things
I walk through the aisle of an antique mall, In a building that’s still and old, There are not many folks come here to shop, For the new is better, I’m told. But…
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All the Quiet Places
I’m always drawn to the quiet place. The unnoticed window in a room full of chattering people. Or the shady tree with its heavy, ancient, silent arms. Or the little creek far from…
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The Art of Thinking
Silly me, but I used to be ardently against the modern cellphone. What positive insanity, I thought! After all, who would want to be bothered with phone calls and text messages while running…
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If I Befriend My Enemy
As long as I’ve been alive, he’s been there. Dreadful, ghastly little creature, following me through years and inside of days, like a shadow I can never part from. Oh heavens, how I…
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Dear Characters: An Apology Letter to Everyone I Ever Created
Dear Characters, I know we’ve had our differences. I know I’ve hurt you. I know I’ve let you down. I know, during some parts of your life, I’ve killed the ones you loved.…
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A Thought on Life
Man can never derive contentment from what others give him. He can never be truly satisfied by the praise of mortal lips, or the caress of loving hand. There is nothing that can…
Hannah Linder Books
