So, she's running to the house and she's looking for the paper and the poem passes through her, and she grabs a pencil just as it's going through her, and then she said, it was like she would reach out with her other hand and she would catch it.
Viņa skrējusi uz mājām un meklējusi papīru, un dzejolis gājis viņai cauri, un viņa tvērusi zīmuli tieši tobrīd, kad tas gājis caur viņu. Tas bijis tā, it kā viņa pasniegtos ar otru roku un noķertu to.