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Atticus presents a daily poetry reading of all his poems you know and love, and some you have yet to discover.
This is a moment to pause. A space for self-reflection. A chance for you to rediscover the poetry in life. We hope it’s going to feel really good — like naked on cashmere.
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“If I Am Not Worth Your Apology” by Najwa Zebian
If I am not worth your apology,
you are not worth me carrying
the pain that you caused me.
So I will forgive you, not for you
but for me.
I deserve to let go.
I deserve to be free of your pain.
and if you
can’t admit your own mistakes,
I will not allow the ashes that your pain
turned me into
to hold me hostage.
Follow Najwa @najwazebian
xx Atticus
“To Jeanie” by Mark Twain
Good-bye! a kind good-bye,
I bid you now, my friend,
And though 'tis sad to speak the word,
To destiny I bend
And though it be decreed by Fate
That we ne'er meet again,
Your image, graven on my heart,
Forever shall remain.
Aye, in my heart thoult have a place,
Among the friends held dear,-
Nor shall the hand of Time efface
The memories written there.
Goodbye,
S.
L.
C.
xx Atticus
All life is a revolt against death
and all revolts are eventually quelled.
The question is:
in those moments
with a rock in your hand
and tear gas in your eyes
can you smile to the fates
stand tall
and
make your voice heard?
xx Atticus
“Maps” by Christopher Poindexter
I am yours.
I am yours as the stars
belong to the sky
and I am yours as
the rivers belong
to the sea.
I am yours as your tears
belong to your eyes
and I am yours
as your lungs belong
to the pattern in which
you breathe.
Follow Christopher @christopherpoindexter
xx Atticus
Does the sun promise to shine?
No, but it will—
even behind the darkest clouds,
and no promise
will make it shine longer or brighter
for that is its fate,
to burn until it can burn no more.
To love you is not my promise
but my fate—
to burn for you
until I can burn no more
xx Atticus
"i carry your heart with me" by e e cummings
i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i go you go,my dear;
and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear no fate
(for you are my fate,my sweet)
i want no world
(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart
(i carry it in my heart)
xx Atticus
We collided by mistake
fate dancing
in the rafters
as I wandered
the room
until I saw you
laughing to a friend
and I
closed my eyes
so I could see
the white swing
the children laughing
a thousand moments
of happy
and sad
and old hands
in old hands
a life in a flash
and there,
in my open eyes—
was you.
Other Poems Read Today:
xx Atticus
The simplest truth
is that we
fall in love with the way someone
makes us feel or doesn’t
and that’s pretty well
the all of it.
xx Atticus
“I Don’t Know When” by JmStorm
i don’t know when
i fell in love with
you because I cannot
point to a day or a
week and say “here
is it, this is when
it happened”.
i just can’t.
it feels like it has
always been in me
and I finally found
who it was for.
FollowJmStorm @jmstormquotes
xx Atticus
"I Am Sensitive” by Najwa Zebian
I am sensitive.
It means that when I laugh,
I laugh my heart out.
And when I cry,
the birds in the sky
cry with me.
When I see pain in your eyes,
I feel it in my heart.
My sensitivity makes me
real.
If you want me,
know that I will not
leave my sensitivity
to be loved by
anyone.
Follow Najwa @najwazebian
xx Atticus
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