Παρασκευή 29 Σεπτεμβρίου 2023

 Poetry is and we are

 
'Poetry is stable like the indisputable value of Love itself. Poetry is mute like the wounded hearts who dared to love but found no response. Poetry is palpable like a mum's love for her newborn. Poetry is. Poetry seems empty but is not. Poetry is. Poetry is full, once you read it and you let it embrace you. Poetry is, once you decide to let it embrace you, once you let it be heard. Poetry is. And me, I am. And you, you are. We, we are. Poetry is and we are. ' 
Maria, Papamargariti, 29th of September 2023;

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