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Returns.
20th August
Watching out the window a pigeon, sitting high in Old Pine - but not really; sitting in that deep, vast wood of dim, ancient light that lives in the pine - I arranged myself after her - back straightened, face turned to the side, eyes softly resting - in love with the grace of these beings, as ever, the curve of the neck and gleam of the eye, and to let her be my inspiration for a moment was delight. In that way, I came alive again.
I miss the poetic in my life - but only as a friend here once wrote to me - only feeling the ache in feeling its resolution. I have words spread around me again, and there I will take care they remain
a gathering of beauty
a literature feature
(restarting my "beautiful things" with a somewhat new face for a new age)
So here we go, a handful of good things for you:
I cannot thank you enough if you take the time to read even one of these pieces. Please do leave a little appreciation for the author if you find something you like.
And as usual, feel free to drop off stories in the comments for me. I'll repay you in birds and poetry. I hope April will be a good month for everybody
(and if you'll allow me to slightly misuse this journal... I've just begun playing Fallen London, and I'd love to hear anyone who knows of it sharing whatever they wish about it)
to a good new year
dear followers & friends,
I hope you all will enjoy this new year with its 364 new opportunities to have a wonderful, enchanting day!
I will spend all my time embroidering, talking to the trees, and petting my cats - and writing, hopefully. I think it's time I start a notebook for poetry again. the birds are always saying heartbreakingly beautiful things to the sky when I see them on my walks...
if anybody would like to discuss ideas or make a request or anything else, as always, feel free to note me :heart:
(and poetry recommendations! please, please send me poetry recommendations)
let's remember to be soft and kind, and make the bes
returns and renovations
slowly making my way back with the other migratory birds for spring...
hello everyone,
I would like to bring a little life back to my account now, and (re)introduce myself to you all. my name is Ann, I'm 20 years old, and I like to consider myself a magician. writing is my favourite form of magic, of course, next to kindness. (and most of what I know about both I have found out here through my wonderful friends)
please feel welcome to talk to me any time. ♡
I hope I will have something polished up enough to post soon. suggestions, prompts and such will always be embraced heartily, if you are so kind as to send any my way.
now, to the
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I need to learn how to thumb images in a journal. I feel so behind the times. XD