I Listen To And Read Poetry
I listen to and read poetry
Not just to create poetry
But because I want everything I say to sound like poetry
To become more beautiful through the beauty that I speak
To make my great-grandmother proud
To become art
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My jaw has unhinged itself again.
And I am shedding my skin.
It flakes off in small pieces,
revealing the delicate newness within
Wara! 2023 - oil on canvas — Krzysztof Powałka (Polish, b.1985)
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I have nuked the old account that I’ve had since I was probably about 13 or 14 years old and have started a new one to keep as my personal commonplace book/journal. I cannot seem to keep up with a regular journal, and I hope that the idea of posting things publicly will hold me somewhat accountable. However, nothing that I post here is really meant for anyone else’s viewing, only my own. With that disclaimer, please note that I may speak of my own trauma and some things may be triggering to others.
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Corner of Liberty and Fifth Avenues 12:10 PM, Pittsburgh, ca. 1940
Come, shining lyre, speak to me--gain the power of utterance. ἄγι δὴ χέλυ δῖα μοι λέγε φωνάεσσα δὲ γίνεω. --Sappho, fr. 118
“As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
– Pablo Neruda
Kait | XXIV | PiscesThis is my personal commonplace book
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