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As the Seasons Change: A Poetic Reflection on Hope and Growth

PrimroseUpdated on March 8, 2025March 4, 2025Leave a Comment on As the Seasons Change: A Poetic Reflection on Hope and Growth

As the Seasons change…there shines a faint but radiant light / seeping in through the cracks / finding its place amongst the darkness / making itself a home

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Hope and Strength: Finding the courage to start over
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Hope and Strength: How to Find the Courage to Start Over

PrimroseUpdated on March 6, 2025March 4, 2025Leave a Comment on Hope and Strength: How to Find the Courage to Start Over

Even though I knew everything I did mattered, inside I felt small and insignificant. Hope isn’t about ignoring the pain…

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Mom. Wife. Poet. Music and book lover. A bit depressed and socially awkward.

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A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep.
-Salman Rushdie
What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals pro What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like beautiful music.
-Soren Kierkegaard
My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us all.
-John Lennon
If you cannot be a poet, be the poem. If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.
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