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Why I Write Poetry in the Shower

An exploration of sacred solitude and the muse — I love writing in the shower. I love it because I can be alone. Truly alone. No one is going to walk in on me and disrupt my process. From there, I can be creative — expansive and imaginative. There is no judgement. Because there is no one around to judge. In this…

Poetry

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Why I Write Poetry in the Shower
Why I Write Poetry in the Shower
Poetry

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Nov 25, 2022

Rewrite Your Old Poems

A Writing Prompt — I decided to rewrite an old poem. I’ve been thinking about the life cycle of content. Everything that I write just sits in a drawer somewhere. But what happens if I iterate on something that used to inspire me? …

Poetry

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Rewrite Your Old Poems
Rewrite Your Old Poems
Poetry

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Nov 24, 2022

A Contemplation of a Yoga Mat

A Poem —

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A Contemplation of a Yoga Mat
A Contemplation of a Yoga Mat
Poetry

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Photo by Conscious Design on Unsplash

A Contemplation of a Yoga Mat

A Poem

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Nov 23, 2022

For Oath Making

A Poem (For Harriet) — May we draw near to the fresh air between us. May our words be heard by the water. May the river beneath us, hold us. …

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For Oath Making
For Oath Making
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Nov 22, 2022

For Water

A Poem

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For Water
For Water
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Photo by Cristina Glebova on Unsplash

For Water

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Nov 21, 2022

For Friendships On Fire

A Poem — Who among your friends feels safe to touch your skin? Look at the invisible ways loneliness clings to your chest. Say sorry because your buttons dangle from a thread. Say sorry because you never learnt to sew. Say sorry because you want to rest beside the fire. Come now, call in…

Poetry

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For Friendships On Fire
For Friendships On Fire
Poetry

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Nov 21, 2022

You Offered Me Your Hand

A Poem — You talked me to the edge of our city. We wanted blue penguins and no more pedestrians. We needed a break to breathe adventure. We needed the end of suburbia. You told me the Morepork is a small brown owl. I did not tell you, I wanted the wings of…

Poetry

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You Offered Me Your Hand
You Offered Me Your Hand
Poetry

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Nov 21, 2022

Can We Talk About The Stars?

A Poem — It’s like our days are spent driving down State Highway One and I’m too shy to ask to stop for ice cream. I really am over-heating and the window won’t wind down and the music won’t turn up and the road will never, ever stop. It’s like grafting grains of…

Poetry

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Can We Talk About The Stars?
Can We Talk About The Stars?
Poetry

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Nov 20, 2022

Do I Presume Too Much?

A Poem — I do not know a great many things only to walk within reach of the trees. Only to be here. Only the gentle listening that belongs to the forest. Do I belong to the forest? Like the onion weeds or wild seeds… Does the wind call me in? I do…

Poetry

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Do I Presume Too Much?
Do I Presume Too Much?
Poetry

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Nov 17, 2022

For The Road

A Poem — This poem began as a question with an unknown answer. My questions were: what emerges when you create the opportunity to rest? What does it look like to summon the strength and protect those that need to rest? Those inquiries begged to be explored. This is what I discovered. Even…

Poetry

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For The Road
For The Road
Poetry

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