Ann Elizabeth Burg author photo

I wonder how many secrets

this old swamp holds.

Welcome to my world

    Since earliest childhood, my world has been words ~ poems recited or sung by my mother, books brought back from the Brooklyn Library, the jumble of black marks on the newspaper my father read. I have always loved the way words sounded when they were bundled together or how they could say one thing and mean another. My Heart is on Fire I heard, and wondered that so few words could capture so large a feeling.

    Some words are beautiful. Some are not. Some sparkle like glittering fireflies. Others are heavy and hurtful as rocks. Iíve collected them all. Words shape my world.