The poem reflects resilience and strength in aging, portraying trees that, despite losing their youthful vitality, remain vital, wise, and supportive of wildlife.
The poem reflects resilience and strength in aging, portraying trees that, despite losing their youthful vitality, remain vital, wise, and supportive of wildlife.
"There is a collective understanding
when an innocent death is witnessed.
A universal helplessness
that spreads thick grease and holds
us captive and silent."
Read the full poem here:
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"There is a collective understanding
when an innocent death is witnessed.
A universal helplessness
that spreads thick grease and holds
us captive and silent."
Read the full poem here:
poetkatrinakaye.com/2020/03/11/c...
over land that provided
food, drink, and shelter.
What it did not give,
you could.”
poetkatrinakaye.com/2020/03/18/m...
over land that provided
food, drink, and shelter.
What it did not give,
you could.”
poetkatrinakaye.com/2020/03/18/m...
"I am not one to chew lips or graze nail tips, but on nights like this desperation crawls beneath surface,"
"I am not one to chew lips or graze nail tips, but on nights like this desperation crawls beneath surface,"
#cautious
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The valiant never taste of death but once.” @shakespeare.lol
The valiant never taste of death but once.” @shakespeare.lol
is already inside you.
Be silent and listen.
~Rumi
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is already inside you.
Be silent and listen.
~Rumi
🕉️
#StunDay
#SundayVibes
#MammalMonday
#EastCoastKin
#Photography
#Mammals
#LookingAtYou
this is the first time it’s been called for since the 1940s
The poem reflects on lost love and the search for home, exploring memories, fleeting connections, and the inevitability of moving on from the past.
The poem reflects on lost love and the search for home, exploring memories, fleeting connections, and the inevitability of moving on from the past.
― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
~Saul Williams
poetkatrinakaye.com/2020/02/12/p...
~Saul Williams
poetkatrinakaye.com/2020/02/12/p...
today I sat in the park for a while
looking for you
in faces that walk by
bare trees
strangers keep passing
each almost
a small return
the mind rehearses
ancient hungers
pigeons turn crumbs
into circles
wind in the branches
counting again
I stay
the wheel keeps turning
#poetry
today I sat in the park for a while
looking for you
in faces that walk by
bare trees
strangers keep passing
each almost
a small return
the mind rehearses
ancient hungers
pigeons turn crumbs
into circles
wind in the branches
counting again
I stay
the wheel keeps turning
#poetry