I wrote this poem while I was thinking of my father and his love for birds. A shared hobby, he and I would often sit quietly, just watching.
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I wrote this poem while I was thinking of my father and his love for birds. A shared hobby, he and I would often sit quietly, just watching.
Today I’m sharing poetry from my recent book. Although this poem came from a place of uncertainty while I was deep in grief, the associated emotion may be
Poems have been at the heart of literature for eons, and whilst we find contemporary poets on social media I still prefer my pen and paper.Of course, to