Graphite sticks propelling poems,
Indian white erasing Koans,
Faber’s fables etching easels,
pencil led creating castells;
without my scribe,
where would I be,
blotted books,
anonymity.
© Propelling Poems 28.01.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
辉柏嘉（Faber-Castell）铅笔与橡皮 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Worldly Winds 
You know where you would be, reading. 🙂
Of course!! 🙂
Reblogged this on Worldly Winds and commented:
As we launch into NaNoWriMo, here’s one to send us on our way 🙂