She builds a mosaic across the nebula of her orbit. The scope is held to her orb, allowing her to capture the sudden eclipse. She allows herself to lend an ear to the unheard, sonorous pieces of herself. A violinist’s bow apart from the instrument leads an estranged life. The white keys of a grandContinue reading “Poetry: Fragments of Her Orbit”
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Poetry: Simply Put
Simply put, Sometimes the lines blur, Hearing ceases, The rain pours, Your shoes fill with sand, And you’re hair gets pulled. You fall down, down, down, Into grass that pokes and prods. You look up, up, up, At the clouds of storm. You try to get up, Out of the mud And the concrete OfContinue reading “Poetry: Simply Put”
EMILY DICKINSON 