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JennieKNS
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Canadian, coffee addict, pet mum, knitter, Canucks fan, observer of life, she/her.
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I bought 13 skeins of Malabrigo Rios from someone who is destashing and I just want to roll around in this pile of merino 😍 #yarnstash #knitsky
March 2, 2025 at 4:23 PM
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Variation on the Word Sleep Margaret Atwood I would like to watch you sleeping, which may not happen. I would like to watch you, sleeping. I would like to sleep with you, to enter your sleep as its smooth dark wave slides over my head and walk with you through that lucent wavering forest of bluegreen leaves with its watery sun & three moons towards the cave where you must descend, towards your worst fear I would like to give you the silver branch, the small white flower, the one word that will protect you from the grief at the center of your dream, from the grief at the center. I would like to follow you up the long stairway again & become the boat that would row you back carefully, a flame in two cupped hands to where your body lies beside me, and you enter it as easily as breathing in I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary.
February 27, 2025 at 1:06 PM
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Day 19 of 20

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A Clear Midnight Walt Whitman This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best, Night, sleep, death and the stars.
February 26, 2025 at 12:00 PM
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Day 18 of 20

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Love Elizabeth Barrett Browning We cannot live, except thus mutually We alternate, aware or unaware, The reflex act of life: and when we bear Our virtue onward most impulsively, Most full of invocation, and to be Most instantly compellant, certes, there We live most life, whoever breathes most air And counts his dying years by sun and sea. But when a soul, by choice and conscience, doth Throw out her full force on another soul, The conscience and the concentration both make mere life, Love. For Life in perfect whole And aim consummated, is Love in sooth, As nature's magnet-heat rounds pole with pole.
February 24, 2025 at 6:37 PM
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On the Wing, by Christina Rossetti Once in a dream (for once I dreamed of you) We stood together in an open field; Above our heads two swift-winged pigeons wheeled, Sporting at east and courting full in view:— When loftier still a broadening darkness flew, Down-swooping, and a ravenous hawk revealed; Too weak to fight, too fond to fly, they yield; So farewell life and love and pleasures new. Then as their plumes fell fluttering to the ground, Their snow-white plumage flecked with crimson drops, I wept, and thought I turned towards you to weep: But you were gone; while rustling hedgerow tops Bent in a wind which bore to me a sound Of far-off piteous bleat of lambs and sheep.
February 23, 2025 at 1:18 PM
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To a Wreath of Snow By Emily Brontë O transient voyager of heaven! ⁠ ⁠ ⁠ O silent sign of winter skies! What adverse wind thy sail has driven ⁠ ⁠ ⁠ To dungeons where a prisoner lies? Methinks the hands that shut the sun ⁠ ⁠ ⁠ ⁠So sternly from this morning's brow Might still their rebel task have done ⁠⁠ ⁠ ⁠ And checked a thing...
February 21, 2025 at 5:52 PM
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The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
February 20, 2025 at 4:58 PM
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Autumn's Orchestra By Emily Pauline Johnson (INSCRIBED TO ONE BEYOND SEAS) Know by the thread of music woven through This fragile web of cadences I spin, That I have only caught these songs since you Voiced them upon your haunting violin. THE OVERTURE October's orchestra plays softly on The northern forest with its thousand strings, And Autumn, the conductor wields anon The Golden-rod - The baton that he swings. THE FIRS There is a lonely minor chord that sings Faintly and far along the forest ways, When the firs finger faintly on the strings Of that rare violin the night wind plays, Just as it whispered once to you and me Beneath the English pines beyond the sea. MOSSES The lost wind wandering, forever grieves Low overhead, Above grey mosses whispering of leaves Fallen and dead. And through the lonely night sweeps their refrain Like Chopin's prelude, sobbing 'neath the rain. THE VINE The wild grape mantling the trail and tree, Festoons in graceful veils its drapery, Its tendrils cling, as clings the memory stirred By some evasive haunting tune, twice heard. THE MAPLE I It is the blood-hued maple straight and strong, Voicing abroad its patriotic song. II Its daring colours bravely flinging forth The ensign of the Nation of the North. HARE-BELL Elfin bell in azure dress, Chiming all day long, Ringing through the wilderness Dulcet notes of song. Daintiest of forest flowers Weaving like a spell - Music through the Autumn hours, Little Elfin bell. THE GIANT OAK And then the sound of marching armies 'woke Amid the branches of the soldier oak, And tempests ceased their warring cry, and dumb The lashing storms that muttered, overcome, Choked by the heralding of battle smoke, When these gnarled branches beat their martial drum. ASPENS A sweet high treble threads its silvery song, Voice of the restless aspen, fine and thin It trills its pure soprano, light and long - Like the vibretto of a mandolin. FINALE The cedar trees have sung their vesper hymn, And now the mu…
February 19, 2025 at 1:21 PM
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Home-Coming by Léonie Adams When I stepped homeward to my hill Dusk went before with quiet tread; The bare laced branches of the trees Were as a mist about its head. Upon its leaf-brown breast, the rocks Like great gray sheep lay silent-wise; Between the birch trees' gleaming arms, The faint stars trembled in the skies. The white brook met me half-way up And laughed as one that knew me well, To whose more clear than crystal voice The frost had joined a crystal spell. The skies lay like pale-watered deep. Dusk ran before me to its strand And cloudily leaned forth to touch The moon's slow wonder with her hand.
February 18, 2025 at 1:04 PM
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Sonnet to Liberty Oscar Wilde Not that I love thy children, whose dull eyes See nothing save their own unlovely woe, Whose minds know nothing, nothing care to know,— But that the roar of thy Democracies, Thy reigns of Terror, thy great Anarchies, Mirror my wildest passions like the sea,— And give my rage a brother——! Liberty! For this sake only do thy dissonant cries Delight my discreet soul, else might all kings By bloody knout or treacherous cannonades Rob nations of their rights inviolate And I remain unmoved—and yet, and yet, These Christs that die upon the barricades, God knows it I am with them, in some things.
February 17, 2025 at 7:52 PM
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Do not go gentle into that good night By Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light
February 16, 2025 at 11:57 AM
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“Hope” is the thing with feathers By Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.
February 15, 2025 at 7:36 PM
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[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] By E. E. Cummings i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
February 14, 2025 at 3:59 PM
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The Callous Stars, by Dylan Thomas The clear-eyed, callous stars look down On darkened field and lighted town, Slow moving through unmeasured space, Or set in their appointed place, From whence they shed impartial light On sin and sorrow of the night, Unstained, untouched by all they see, Too bright and cold for sympathy. We gaze upon the stars, and they Behold us with a chilly ray, In hard indifference to the sight Of all we suffer in the night. But could they feel as well as see, The sky would droop from misery; And hidden in a cloudy veil The light of all the stars would fail.
February 13, 2025 at 6:06 PM
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Sigh No More, by William Shakespeare Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more Men were deceivers ever One foot at sea and one on shore To one thing constant never Then sigh not so But let them go And be you blithe and bonny Converting all your sounds of woe Into, hey, nonny, nonny Sing no more ditties, sing no more Or dumps so dull and heavy The fraud of men was ever so Since summer first was leafy Then sigh not so But let them go And be you blithe and bonny Converting all your sounds of woe Into, hey, nonny, nonny
February 12, 2025 at 10:46 AM
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She Walks in Beauty, by Lord Byron She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o’er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!
February 10, 2025 at 10:12 PM
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In Flanders Fields By John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields
February 9, 2025 at 11:23 AM
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Song of Myself 20, by Walt Whitman I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait.
February 8, 2025 at 11:24 PM
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Still I Rise By Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard ’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.
February 7, 2025 at 11:02 AM
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Fire and Ice, by Robert Frost Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favour fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate, To say that for destruction ice is also great, And would suffice.
February 6, 2025 at 2:51 PM
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February 6, 2025 at 1:25 AM
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Day 20 of 20
January 17, 2025 at 12:41 PM
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January 16, 2025 at 11:19 AM
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Day 18 of 20
January 15, 2025 at 10:47 AM
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January 14, 2025 at 3:19 PM