Spent the last two days reflecting on my limits as a writer.
This poem captured the essence of contemplation.
"Bye, won't be in touch..." How haunting.
This poem captured the essence of contemplation.
"Bye, won't be in touch..." How haunting.
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“In the end, the end, / thanks, and the quiet come / in place of the noise.” Read “The Quiet,” a poem by Aharon Shabtai from the collection Requiem and Other Poems.
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