June 12, 2026

The Lightheartedness Of BeingThe scorching disc in the sky / and the labyrinthian bark / set the forest in a mood for a reading—o

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the smell between usi love how everyone has a smell— / not perfume, not sweat, / but the quiet proof of living. / it hid

@shravani-wankhade2m

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Untitledi wonder / if the people we almost became / miss each other too / the version of me / that got there

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Whispers of Voice...woven of time and promises / we become our own tapestry / captured by the gesture of the hand / the

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I Knew a WomanI knew a woman, lovely in her bones, / When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them; / Ah, w

Theodore Roethke2m

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Still Watching MeThe hospital became our second home, / filled with sleepless nights / and the sound of machines keep

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Heart's Atrophy EndingYou leave me desperate for more / Like low Tide's shore. / Finding ever more reason / For hunting lo

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Good as GoldDon't take this life for granted / Enjoy the moments that you make / Be careful opportunities handed

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In Afternoon’s Sad LightIn afternoon’s sad light / the axe falls – / then I hear it / *chop*. / I see it rise / and I see it

@JamesAdriaanHarrison2m

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My WorldI loved you before I knew your name. / When you’d awkwardly stare / When I could only theorize / wha

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Love Must Be Held for QuestioningHe felt pity for those…whose love is bounded / by the frontier of a nation. / “The Spiritual Power o

@lawrence-hall1m

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How Can a Cog DreamImagine a man with a dream / to live free. / He would breathe this dream. / He would smell this drea

@AlphaPikachu3m

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Conditionalities Of LoveSo like IMF / Love too has its own conditionalities / It took me so long a time to know this. / I fi

@LanreAdebayo4m

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wings to fly away ...a murder of Crows / gather Carpe Diem; / fluffing their throat feathers, / commiserating / the dead-

@harlon-rivers2m

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DeniedEveryone needs encouragement — / Some a little, some a lot. / I give oft and freely, / I dare think,

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Return to my rootsIt's hard to find yourself when you've given up the search. / Or even worse, when you're looking in

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Bach with FeathersA canary flew / through the broken window / and perched on the edge of my desk. / It tilted its head

@thomas-w-case2m

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The Line Between at Two A.M.There are nights the world is held together / only by cigarette ash. / Two men lean against opposite

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