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The Solitary Reaper
🌾 Echoes of Solitude: Reflecting on Wordsworth’s “The Solitary Reaper” In our fast-paced, noisy world, moments of stillness are rare — and perhaps more precious than ever. I recently returned to a poem I hadn’t read since school: William Wordsworth’s The Solitary Reaper. This time, it hit differently.
By Mohsin Shah12 months ago in Poets
Mixed Signals
...... I'm not empty, I'm fine, just a thought away from freeing up the space in my mind. I'm just waiting in line, forwarded my number, call me up when you get the time. Show me your sleeves, and I'll show you mine, I've been drinking, drowning seeing you with some other guy. It's not envy, it's wine, and the stain is not my bleeding heart it's just the design.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher12 months ago in Poets










