[I] A Peak Into The Process When I wrote this poem, I, the Writer, put no meaning in it. I, the Writer, wrote words as a child would play with a toy. Alliteration my plaything – I, the Writer, chose words based only on if they had a ‘B’eautiful ‘B’eat, whatever that abstract explanation may … Continue reading 195 – “I, the Writer; You, the Reader” | How Poetry Echos The Reader | [II]