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Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
The First Time I Knew
From the very first time I heard your voice, I knew. The very first time on the phone, when we exchanged awkward small talk and pleasantries, that became so much more in so little time. I knew. The voice that reached my auricle and was channelled into my external auditory meatus, where it was amplified and then sent onto my tympanic membrane. Once it reached my primary auditory cortex in the temporal lobe of my brain. I knew.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
