First sight of short skirts in spring.
The smell of books -- all books: old, new, ruined.
"Lithium" by Nirvana
Watching hours of reruns of Fraiser with Leslie.
T.S. Eliot's "The Waste Land".
|"Wheat Field with Cypresses" by Vincent van Gogh|
Allen Ginsberg's "Howl".
The early crisp smell of fall.
Riding the subway.
Finding errors in others' grammar.
"Pay for What You Get" by Dave Matthews Band
A compliment on my poetry.