Julia Edinger
@juliaedinger.bsky.social
(she/her) published poet, essayist, storyteller and editor ✨ || opinions are my own, this is my creative writing account || https://t.co/yhc6FrRzuo
Get Libby! Many library systems offer free cards even to non-residents!
March 20, 2025 at 4:07 PM
Get Libby! Many library systems offer free cards even to non-residents!
The Poet X is a quick read. Or, try a thriller! They may not be as short but you'll read it quickly. Maybe Housemaid by Frieda McFadden?
March 20, 2025 at 4:02 PM
The Poet X is a quick read. Or, try a thriller! They may not be as short but you'll read it quickly. Maybe Housemaid by Frieda McFadden?
Wow, not my typical read but that description has me hooked! I'll have to branch out. Thank you!
March 20, 2025 at 3:53 PM
Wow, not my typical read but that description has me hooked! I'll have to branch out. Thank you!
Oh, I've been wanting to read that one! With your recommendation, I'll have to bump it up on my TBR!
March 20, 2025 at 3:51 PM
Oh, I've been wanting to read that one! With your recommendation, I'll have to bump it up on my TBR!
Ooh, that looks interesting but I have not read it yet! I'll add it to the list!
March 20, 2025 at 3:51 PM
Ooh, that looks interesting but I have not read it yet! I'll add it to the list!
Reposted by Julia Edinger
“These are the days when birds come back,
A very few, a bird or two,
To take a backward look.
These are the days when skies put on
The old, old sophistries of June, —
A blue and gold mistake.
Oh, fraud that cannot cheat the bee,
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief…”
—Emily Dickinson
A very few, a bird or two,
To take a backward look.
These are the days when skies put on
The old, old sophistries of June, —
A blue and gold mistake.
Oh, fraud that cannot cheat the bee,
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief…”
—Emily Dickinson
May 12, 2024 at 1:29 PM
“These are the days when birds come back,
A very few, a bird or two,
To take a backward look.
These are the days when skies put on
The old, old sophistries of June, —
A blue and gold mistake.
Oh, fraud that cannot cheat the bee,
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief…”
—Emily Dickinson
A very few, a bird or two,
To take a backward look.
These are the days when skies put on
The old, old sophistries of June, —
A blue and gold mistake.
Oh, fraud that cannot cheat the bee,
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief…”
—Emily Dickinson