Why count
sheep
when the endless
stars
spread
above you
like a lover
enveloping
your smooth
sleepless
night
sliding
against
your mind
like skin
sweat slick
and
glistening
NaPoWriMo Day 14
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The Wabi-Sabi Writer
I am a wandering wordsmith and storyteller captivated by the beauty in imperfection.
Join me on this exploration of all that is authentic by acknowledging three simple realities:
nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect .
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Poetry - Prose - Painting - Photography
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Exploring the way
“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. 'Time' for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”
― Roman Payne
― Roman Payne
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Jenny Astramowicz is The Wabi-Sabi Writer, word weaving her way through the streets of San Francisco, passages of Paris and redwood flanked beaches of Santa Cruz.
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