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The Stolen Child by W. B. Yeats
National Poetry Month has come to an end. I hope you have enjoyed the poets I have shared here. Some were favorites of mine, others… Read more.
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A Haiku, by Matsuo Basho
Spring is coming soon! The setting is right for it: a plum tree, the moon. Read more.
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Spring by Mary Oliver
Somewherea black bearhas just risen from sleepand is staring down the mountain.All nightin the brisk and shallow restlessnessof early spring I think of her,her four… Read more.
This is the Mask
This is the mask.
My mask.
It hides my scars: The scared girl I was.
The scared woman I am.
The seeker that never finds what she is looking for and wonders if she is even worthy to know.
This is the mask.
My mask.
It lets me pretend
It lets me believe
It lets me feel strong, look strong, be strong.
Until I take it off.
~Nicole Kapise Perkins
“Words made faerie tales.”
— le thi diem thuy
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