inhale: petrichor
fat raindrops fall on warm path
exhale: damp-earth, peace
About the Creator
ali
a tangled mess of thoughts. occasionally a clear one bursts through. how about writing things in a public forum? seems wise.
she / her
unceded Wurundjeri & Boon Wurrung Lands
substack: aliwriteswords
insta / upscrolled: @aliwriteswords
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'Till Death We Do Art
There would be nothing divine in this world without art. Nature may surpass the divine to all intents and purposes, but like everything it absorbs and is absorbed by, it remains here, stuck on the surface of this world, ever-present, physically bound to the universe.
By Avocado Nunzella BSc (Psych) -- M.A.P 3 days ago in Art
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🌼This is some of the most calming photography I have seen all day; despite the storm brewing, there is a local, homey vibe that made me want to stay. That natural pause with the colon was perfect; it made me want to participate in this gentle command. Your choice of diction held so much within it; the smell of fat raindrops is now in my space.
This is one of the many things I love about summer, and reading this poem makes me feel calm ☀️
Today is Chinese New Years. Happy New Years!
Today is Chinese New Years. Happy New Years!
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