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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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“The Cleansing” by JmStorm
she gets quiet sometimes
and i can feel that a
certain weight has got
her by the heart. and it
is in those times that i
want her to speak the most.
but i know she can’t.
because sometimes things
get grisly inside. they
get messy and she has to
cleanse all that.
and the last thing she wants
to do is dirty me with it.
i know all that. In my mind,
i know it. but it doesn’t
make it any easier to watch.
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xx Atticus
Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme of SILENCE and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. xx
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Today, we’re starting off with “I Longed For Real Silence.”
Xx
I longed for real silence
the kind you can’t find
but stumble upon
in a cabin
somewhere
on a lake without a moon
where you hear the cigarette burn
and the candle flicker
and your thoughts
come alive
to dance in the
the symphonies
of your mind
Other Poems Read Today:
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xx Atticus
In this world of bits and pieces
she was whole
so entirely in front of me
the one honest gift
of my life
dripping there
in the rain.
xx Atticus
"My Darling, Don’t Forget” by Kayil York
My darling, don’t forget your resilience.
You are so strong and so capable.
The only person who needs to understand
that, is you.
Bask in your strength.
Bask in your will power to be better.
Because you are a warrior.
You were built to win.
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xx Atticus
And,
out of her
great sorrow
and fear,
came one
exhilarating
seed of
thought
that consumed
her in a calming
wave of love and hope—
she was free.
xx Atticus
“Won't You Celebrate With Me” by Lucille Clifton
won't you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
born in babylon
both nonwhite and woman
what did i see to be except myself?
i made it up
here on this bridge between
starshine and clay,
my one hand holding tight
my other hand; come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed.
xx Atticus
When given a choice
between you and them
choose you.
It’s better to be whole and alone
than broken at their feet.
xx Atticus
“How We Change” by JmStorm
you're not the same
person you were
10 years ago and
probably not the
person you thought
you'd be. but that
is the natural order
of life. it will
take you to places
you don’t want to
go and kill off
parts that aren’t
meant to stay.
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xx Atticus
Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme WHOLE and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you.
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Today's reading:
Obsession is not love,
infatuation is not love,
when someone ignores you
or treats you poorly, carelessly,
or with indifference
that’s not love—
that’s a lack of love,
for yourself, for trying to fill
your missing pieces with theirs
but when someone is whole
and you are whole
and you act in kindness and benevolence, vulnerability
through strength,
love becomes an exchange
with another person—
and that is
its truest form.
Other Poems Read Today:
xx Atticus
Keep your bustling cities,
give me only the moon,
some wine, and old friends
laughing in the desert,
and I will show you
what the
pagans
called god.
xx Atticus
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