It seems I found a new layer of masks
A filter through which I once saw the world
It once seemed completely real
But it’s shattered
Read MoreIt seems I found a new layer of masks
A filter through which I once saw the world
It once seemed completely real
But it’s shattered
Read MoreI want to be alone.
I want to say out loud how I am feeling.
I want to do this in only one place.
I decide to walk to a hidden lake.
Read MoreYou have it.
You know it’s there.
That spark of inspiration.
That flame of passion.
That energy that smolders at times
But other times climbs to high heights.
Read MoreIn this piece, I reflect on the representation of women in poetry in the 19th-century, through a selection from the works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, Robert Browning and Christina Rossetti. It’s also interesting to see the difference in perception and portrayal of female characters by male writers vs female authors.
Read MoreThe past is long gone.
Read MoreShe is tired and weary.
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