So Much Happiness in the Poetry Room
The poetry room is upstairs
Sacred space in City Lights’ attic
I ascend the staircase
Holy holy holy
Touch each tread
With quiet feet
Each step feels
Like a pilgrimage
So Much Happiness in the Poetry Room
The poetry room is upstairs
Sacred space in City Lights’ attic
I ascend the staircase
Holy holy holy
Touch each tread
With quiet feet
Each step feels
Like a pilgrimage