I Woke Before Her

She had an uncanny energy for lifethankful for every little miracle it bestowed—and it made herentirely impossibleto live without. xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com 

“Leisure” by W. H. Davies What is this life if, full of care,We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughsAnd stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass,Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight,S ... Show More

She wasn’t happy or sad,in love or out of love,she was just thereexistingin the ebb and flow of life—and that was a dangerous place to bebut her worst mistakewas forgetting to rememberthere was more. xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com 

قصة قصيدة : نطيت انا المرقاب من طلعة الشمس وقول يا شمس الضحى وين خلي .. خلي عقد لي عقدتين بلا لمس ، ونا عقدت له عقدة ماتحلي ? 

"Makeda! Keshon!"Mrs. Abbot, the Head of the orphanage, screamed at us. Keshon swung at me but I dodged his blow and punched him in the stomach. Before I could deliver another blow, Aunty Pearl, one of the workers at the orphanage, held my hand. That night I went to bed without d ... Show More

Today’s poem is Translation by Anne Spencer. The Slowdown is your daily poetry ritual. In this episode, Major writes… “The last time I camped, a wolf’s howl gave me chills; it brought me closer to some primitive ancestor. I fell asleep to fantasies of leading a pack through borea ... Show More

I was in the middle of a deep sleep, dreaming about lying on a beach on an island far, far away, when I suddenly felt like the earth was shaking beneath me. It took me a few minutes to come round and realise that it wasn’t in my dream, someone was actually shaking me!“Chloe, wake ... Show More

عفى الله عن عين حلا النوم جافيها كراها قليل وذارف الدمع محفيها الى قلت الا بالعين هيدي وهوّدي 

Today’s poem is When I Was in My Early Thirties I Saw Elton John in a Nightclub in Atlanta Called Tongue and Groove by Khadijah Queen. The Slowdown is your daily poetry ritual. In this episode, guest host Leslie Sainz writes… “Today’s poem transports us to a night out worth remem ... Show More

I woke up from bright light shining directly into my eyes. So many thoughts were running through my mind. Why’s this couch wet? Who’s couch is this? Where am I? I threw my jacket on and found my way to the front door, but before I left I took a peek in the mirror. My face was cov ... Show More

Avant de devenir artiste à temps (presque) complet et créatrice du Podkatz (c’est ma bio Insta les gars, on se calme) figurez-vous que j’ai eu plusieurs vies. Et ouais ! Avant d’être influenceuse, avant d’être « Coucou Les Girls » j’ai été différentes nuances de Girls : chanteuse ... Show More

Today’s poem is My Life by Water by Lorine Niedecker. The Slowdown is your daily poetry ritual. In this episode, guest host Victoria Chang writes… "I admit, I spent much of my childhood imagining my future away from Michigan. But now, I only have positive memories of my childhood ... Show More

I was sitting in my bedroom staring out of the window, it was cold and miserable outside, exactly matching how I was feeling. I had told my Dad that I had homework to do, but honestly I just wanted to be alone. I had felt like that for over a year now, ever since the day my Mum h ... Show More