Imagine, if you will, a stage. <br />And standing there, a wrinkled sage. <br />His name is Guy de Maupassant <br />long dead of course, yet - nonobstant - <br />He says black words on a white page <br />will always have the heart engage <br />its soul, which has an innate flair <br />and, through the letters, is laid bare.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maupassant-dit/
