Poetry | How Tired I Am, My Love By Nikka Ursula

“How tired I am, my love. How tired. But not tired enough to forget this: That I would dig my fingers through the earth and lift forests by their roots just to find my way home to you. How tired I am, How tired. But I hold on to the colour of your eyes, and the slopes […]

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Poetry | Call Me by My True Names By Thich Nhat Hanh

Do not say that I’ll depart tomorrow because even today I still arrive.   Look deeply: I arrive in every second to be a bud on a spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower, […]

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Poetry | Sonnet XVII By Pablo Neruda

Sonnet XVII I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself […]

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Poetry | Fable of the Mermaid and the Drunks by Pablo Neruda

Fable of the Mermaid and the Drunks All those men were there inside, when she came in totally naked. They had been drinking: they began to spit. Newly come from the river, she knew nothing. She was a mermaid who had lost her way. The insults flowed down her gleaming flesh. Obscenities drowned her golden […]

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Poetry | So You Want to Be a Writer ~ Charles Bukowski

So You Want To Be A Writer ~ Charles Bukowski if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen […]

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Poetry | What to Remember When Waking ~ David Whyte

What to Remember When Waking by David Whyte In that first hardly noticed moment in which you wake, coming back to this life from the other more secret, moveable and frighteningly honest world where everything began, there is a small opening into the new day which closes the moment you begin your plans. What you can […]

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Poetry | Advice to Writers ~ Billy Collins

Advice to Writers by Billy Collins Even if it keeps you up all night, wash down the walls and scrub the floor of your study before composing a syllable. Clean the place as if the Pope were on his way. Spotlessness is the niece of inspiration. The more you clean, the more brilliant your writing […]

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