I just love this prose poem On the Way to Coney Island by Mark Nepo that I stumbled upon in today’s Huffington Post.
Can’t you just see him as a young boy in that kingdom of a dusty basement with the see through stairs? And the last line just slays me!
Nice little writing prompt tucked into the blog post-don’t miss it!
Excited to share it with my Memoir clients tomorrow at the launch of a new workshop.
I know Nepo as a spiritual writer and am familiar with The Book of Awakening but did not know him as a poet. Now I do and am glad for it. Guess I have some reading to do.
Hope you enjoy.