Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Poetry


I know that a few posts ago I kind of railed against poetic words which romanticize death and try to paint the beauty beyond the end, but... at the end of the day, I am still susceptible to beauty, still wooed by poetry.




I follow @atticuspoetry on Instagram and this post just caught my eye: "Let my death be a long and magnificent life" - Atticus

What a beautiful sentiment.

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