This is one of the first poems I wrote about what writing means to me, and what I hope to find by putting pen to paper.
Sanctuary
Hope is a room
lined with books
every spine a treasured secret,
a promise, a maybe.
I am looking for words,
for language to teach me
about these feelings
inscribed inside.
I want a voice or an echo
to explain – to know,
to bring me back
to home.
Elaine Reid Writing 
Hi Elaine, love this poem. Thanks once again for your Maggie’s workshop which has really helped me to develop my poetry. I am interested in the Corse retreat and wonder if you are able to email me when you have a firm date? Thanks again for inspiring me.
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Hi Joyce, thank you for leaving a message on my site. I will add your details to my mailing list and let you know about future dates. At present, I am looking for a new venue for the Retreat as Corse House is no longer available. I will let you know as soon as there is more information. In the meantime, enjoy your wonderful way with words and all your creations. Best wishes, Elaine
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