[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Rupi Kaur

i want to apologize to all the women
i have called pretty.
before i’ve called them intelligent or brave.
i am sorry i made it sound as though
something as simple as what you’re born with
is the most you have to be proud of
when your spirit has crushed mountains
from now on i will say things like, you are resilient
or, you are extraordinary.
not because i don’t think you’re pretty.
but because you are so much more than that

— Rupi Kaur —

Originally, I had wanted to post this for International Women’s Day, which is celebrated on March 8 every year, but it’s been a rough couple of weeks for me in my Real Life. Anyway, better late than never is what I like to say!

When I think of modern poets whose poetry embodies feminism and girl-power, the first name that comes to mind is Rupi Kaur. I’ll be honest, I don’t love all her poetry; as a matter of fact, most of her writing feels incomplete to me, like they’re excerpts from journal entries or novels. However, I do not deny the power of her voice or the raw emotion she does evoke in her writing. Nobody writes quite like Rupi Kaur, and this poem is probably my favorite of hers. 

To all my fellow women out there, remember that you are so much more than just pretty. 

 

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[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Spring

Life is unpredictable,
It changes with the seasons,
Even your coldest winter
Happens for the best of reasons,
And though it feels eternal,
Like all you’ll ever do is freeze, 
I promise spring is coming,
And with it, brand new leaves.

— Erin Hanson —

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[Poetry] Coming Home

In the dark, I followed the stars,
Twinkling steadily and kindly,
Lighting the path to a place so far,
To a place waiting patiently for me.

Twinkling steadily and kindly,
The stars guide me as I make my way
To a place waiting patiently for me,
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[Poetry] New Year Musings

Laughter rings in one corner
Of card games and revelry,
In another corner, gossip
Is exchanged with cups of tea.

Golden mandarins are piled
Next to plates of unfinished food,
And incense slowly burns,
Trailing serenity through the room.

Yet, I cannot help but wonder
As a new year settles on me,
Will this be the year I discover
Who I am meant to be?

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[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Hearts of Dreamers

“Maybe that’s all we were. Dreamers.
And we knew the end was coming. Our end.”

Maybe that’s all we were. Dreamers. And somewhere, deep down, we knew the day would come that we would wake up and all of what we shared would be behind us. It was something we knew hovered on the horizon, but like any other mirage, we didn’t realize how close it was after all. And once it’s all said and done, the only thing that remains is memories. I have to admit, I wasn’t ready for reality to set in. I wasn’t ready for the end. Our end. But here we are, going our separate ways. I couldn’t help but wonder if we took a wrong turn somewhere. Nevertheless, the memories are all I have to hold on to.

— Sarah Doughty—

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[Poetry] A Chandelier of Ice

If I hang from a chandelier of ice,
Will the cold seep into my bloodstream first,
Like the harbinger of a frozen curse?

Or will the oxygen that escapes
In panicked gasps through faint blue lips,
Be the harbinger of my life’s eclipse?

Gazing up at the chandelier of ice,
Perhaps today, I will only
Admire how it twinkles so magnificently.

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