Naked on Cashmere

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"You feel right to me," she said. "Like naked on cashmere." Atticus presents a daily poetry reading of all his poems you know and love, and some you have yet to discover. This is a moment to pause. A space for self-reflection. A chance for you to rediscover the poetry in life. We hope it’s going to feel really good — like naked on cashmere.

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She Had an Uncanny Energy
00:03:06

She had an uncanny energy for life

thankful for every little miracle it bestowed—

and it made her

entirely impossible

to live without.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 28, 2020
“Leisure” by W. H. Davies
00:04:22

“Leisure” by W. H. Davies


 

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

 

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

 

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

 

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

 

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

 

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

 

A poor life this if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 26, 2020
She Wasn't Happy or Sad
00:03:26

She wasn’t happy or sad,

in love or out of love,

she was just there

existing

in the ebb and flow of life—

and that was a dangerous place to be

but her worst mistake

was forgetting to remember

there was more.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 24, 2020
In The Mornings
00:01:55

In the mornings

she taught me French

and after breakfast she would paint

and I would write

and as the spring rain fell on the skylight

and the tea steamed from its mugs

my heart hummed

to the music

of the dream

we’d found.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 21, 2020
“i carry your heart with me” by e e cummings
00:04:39

"i carry your heart with me" 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 the 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) 



xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 19, 2020
Does The Sun Promise To Shine?
00:03:38

Does the sun promise to shine?

No, but it will—

even behind the darkest clouds,

and no promise

will make it shine longer or brighter

for that is its fate,

to burn until it can burn no more.

To love you is not my promise

but my fate—

to burn for you

until I can burn no more

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 17, 2020
All Life Is A Revolt
00:03:06

All life is a revolt against death

and all revolts are eventually quelled.

The question is:

in those moments

with a rock in your hand

and tear gas in your eyes

can you smile to the fates

stand tall

and

make your voice heard?

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 14, 2020
On Those Nights
00:02:50

On those nights

when the thick snow drifts

through moonlight

and the sky looks like falling stars

close your eyes

look up

tongue out to the  gods

and feel the cool ash burn you.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 12, 2020
"Out Here On This Very Day” by Prince Neptune
00:03:39

"Out Here On This Very Day” by Prince Neptune (Cody Simpson)

 

Out here on this very day

We journey further into the illusion

Adrift in the great dream

Yearning for entry into the severed realm


 

Do you know that the death of earth soon come?

Do you know the progress of destruction?

Do you know the strange new topography of the coast?


 

Life closes in slowly around us

And we seek salvation in copulation

In drugs

And by sunset we ascend

Only to find that our minds

And our bodies

Weren't ours at all.


Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoetand @codysimpson
 


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 10, 2020
"I Have Fallen" by Christopher Poindexter
00:03:00

"I Have Fallen" by Christopher Poindexter
 

I have fallen

in love many times.

Have you ever sat in a bar

and watched a lonely man

or woman by themselves,

their tired eyes shaken,

fixed on nothing but

the glass in front of them?

Can't you taste their sadness

from across the room?

Those people.

I fall in love

with those people.

To me there are few things

more real.

Follow Christopher @christopherpoindexter

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 07, 2020
Today I Opened A Book
00:03:20

that you’d pressed—

it was orange

and red

and yellow

and small.

And in all ways

it was our love

gone now

but beautiful still

as the memory of something more.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 05, 2020
Keep Your Kingdoms
00:02:34

Keep your kingdoms

give me

the open road

the stars in the sky

the smell of a campfire

around the next bend

and I will be as rich as any king.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Mar 03, 2020
Tell Me, She Said
00:02:52

Tell me,

she said,

about our house

our children

our garden

about the lives we will have --

but he never could

and it wasn't until she was gone

that he understood

that she never needed the house

she only needed the dream.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 29, 2020
Daughter of Mine
00:02:51

Daughter of mine—

for your smiles,

for your tears,

for your skinned knees,

and your broken hearts,

for the love you give,

and the love you find.

For whatever you become,

or don’t,

it is far too late,

I love you already,

long before

we ever meet.
 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 27, 2020
I Took Her Hand
00:02:56

I took her hand,

and my heart beat fast

as her warmth swallowed me up.

A thousand times I’d run this trail

but not with her.

Her eyes were all that young love should be,

and they lit me up

in every look.

We lay in shooting skies

and freckled stars, and

promised our love would last forever—

and so in our forever

it would

there in a castle atop of Blueberry Hill,

with silver moon rivers

and sailing ships.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 25, 2020
We Aspire
00:01:57

We aspire

only to live

our lives well,

to fall into the gentle to and fro of life,

and the refrains of seasons and tides

rocking us slowly & finally to sleep

as old and loved

as we can possibly be.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 22, 2020
I Woke Before Her
00:02:34

I woke before her

and she slept on as the sun rose

spilling light across our bed

she was an angel in my sheets

the girl I would draw

if given a thousand years

and only a promise

she might one day come to life.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 20, 2020
There Is No Excuse
00:02:09

There is no excuse

I’ve heard

worthy

to decline

a request

by a lady of

reasonable

morals

and pleasant

company

for a skinny dip

under a warm

summer moon.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 18, 2020
You and I Are Stars
00:02:49

You and I

are stars

met once

in the breath of a universe

crossed only for a moment

as the ebb and flow

of dust and atoms.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 15, 2020
It Rained in Rome
00:02:24

It rained in Rome

but when the sun came out

it seemed fresh

like a city made new

and the ruins glimmered

reminding me

that nothing lasts forever

not cities

not kingdoms

not rainstorms.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 13, 2020
Hidden Away Above Two Thin Staircases
00:02:34

Hidden away above two thin staircases

a bed, a desk, and bookshelf,

a writer’s paradise

the rain would fall and set

its cadence to my thoughts

the old radiator pumped hot breath

forcing my window to be cracked a pinch

and there each night I would fall asleep

in a melody of cold and hot—

wrapped up safe in all my ghosts. 
 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 11, 2020
We Drowned Out The Voices
00:02:16

We drowned out the voices in our hearts 
that our love had run its course,
for this night at least
the old music played louder
than the truth that beat beneath our shirts, 
and as the stars melted into morning
we smiled at the old stories
and left our love hanging in the air
as we embarked alone 
on our tomorrows.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 08, 2020
Have You Ever Had A Feeling
00:01:52

Have you ever had a feeling 

there’s more to you

than the person

everybody else sees

a person hidden deep within 

the very fabric of your soul— 

you must pull that thread

unravel the truth of you 

and wake within yourself

that great giant 

you already know 

you can be.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 06, 2020
Go Forth And Conquer
00:01:32

Go forth and conquer 

for the world is small 

and you are a giant 

and every step

you take

will make the ground shake 

as it rises

to meet you.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 04, 2020
To Be Honest
00:02:04

To be honest
you scare me
I’m terrified of letting you in
of seeing myself
more clearly through your eyes
wondering if I’m good enough
or if one day I’ll lose you
but the truth is
not having you at all
scares me more
than all the other
truths of love
and that thought
makes me brave.

xx Atticus
@atticuspoetry
www.atticuspoetry.com

Feb 01, 2020
Her Love Came From Deep Within
00:02:00

Her love came from deep within
a calm acceptance
of who she was in the world
a quiet respect
for the face she saw
in the mirror.

xx Atticus
@atticuspoetry
www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 30, 2020
She Flirted With Life
00:01:31

She flirted with life
and life flirted right back with her, 
as if all the universe
came more alive
just for her
and everything felt her glow.
It was
in the dew
in the stars
and the colors of the sky—
they all shone
bright as they could
in the hopes
to catch her eye.

xx Atticus
@atticuspoetry
www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 28, 2020
We Ran From Beach Clubs
00:02:22

We ran from beach clubs 

in rain showers 

drinking champagne from bottles 

jumping into pools in our clothes 

and kissing under lightning, 

we yelled promises in thunderclaps

to never grow old— 

and I fell in love 

with you 

and the absolute certainty 

it all would last forever. 


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 25, 2020
I Want To Know Every Part Of You
00:02:28

I want to know every part of you, 

every scar, 

every bruise,

 I want to trace the map of you, 

my fingers a compass, 

your freckles the constellations 

which in my heart I will chart 

so when I close my eyes 

I’ll have you in my stars forever. 


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 23, 2020
There We Were Making Rhythms
00:02:06

There we were making rhythms
Jumping ahead of Earth’s own heartbeat
Setting new times to our universe
And we drank it in like warming wine
We the children
Running to deserts
Pockets full of magic
With whiskey spirits in our souls and our wings
Us few the bold
The brave trodden souls
Tobacco stinging bright our gypsie eyes
Kaleidoscopes reaching fingers through our minds
To stir our colored dreams
Our dusty hearts set aflame
By setting stars and shooting suns
And here the sparks become our loves
And so with them we danced up
Into airless skies and cloudless nights
To make ash angels on moons
And snowflakes of Milky Ways

xx Atticus
@atticuspoetry

Jan 21, 2020
I’ve Had The Slow Murmur of a Paris Thought
00:03:23

Oh no,

I’ve had the slow murmur of a Paris thought,

the kind that won’t leave

until well after

a month-long-week

of rosé,

cafés,

and sunsets on the Seine.
 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 19, 2020
"Paris in Spring” by Sara Teasdale
00:03:38

"Paris in Spring” by Sara Teasdale
 

The city's all a-shining 

Beneath a fickle sun, 

A gay young wind's a-blowing, 

The little shower is done. 

But the rain-drops still are clinging 

And falling one by one -- 

Oh it's Paris, it's Paris, 

And spring-time has begun.
 

I know the Bois is twinkling 

In a sort of hazy sheen, 

And down the Champs the gray old arch 

Stands cold and still between. 

But the walk is flecked with sunlight 

Where the great acacias lean, 

Oh it's Paris, it's Paris, 

And the leaves are growing green.
 

The sun's gone in, the sparkle's dead, 

There falls a dash of rain, 

But who would care when such an air

Comes blowing up the Seine? 

And still Ninette sits sewing 

Beside her window-pane, 

When it's Paris, it's Paris, 

And spring-time's come again. 
 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 18, 2020
There Is No Safer Place
00:03:08

There is no safer place I know

than tucked

in a corner

of a café in Paris

with a bottle of rosé

and an afternoon to spare.
 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 17, 2020
In The Mornings
00:02:41

In the mornings
she taught me French
and after breakfast she would paint 
and I would write
and as the spring rain fell on the skylight 
and the tea steamed from its mugs
my heart hummed 
to the music
of the dream 
we’d found.
 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 16, 2020
The Way You Flirt with Paris
00:02:50

The way you flirt with Paris

I am forgotten

left in the spinning blossom

of your love—

and all I can do is

watch you both

and smile

as the gardens bloom.



xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

 

Jan 15, 2020
"Fourth Caprice in Montparnasse" by TS Eliot
00:03:56

"Fourth Caprice in Montparnasse" by TS Eliot


 

We turn the corner of the street 

And again 

Here is a landscape grey with rain 

On black umbrellas, waterproofs, 

And dashing from the slated roofs 

Into a mass of mud and sand. 

Behind a row of blackened trees. 

The dripping plastered houses stand 

Like mendicants without regrets 

For unpaid debts 

Hand in pocket, undecided, 

Indifferent if derided. 


 

Among such scattered thoughts as these 

We turn the corner of the street; 

But why are we so hard to please?



xx Atticus


 

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 14, 2020
Give Me A Room In Paris
00:12:30

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme PARIS and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. Xx
 

For those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast.



Today, we’re starting off with “Give Me A Room In Paris.”

Xx


 

Give me a room in Paris

the smaller, the better

and it must be winter

and it must be cold

so we can make it hot

too hot to sit still

and the window must be thin

so we can hear the bells

and the power must surge and bubble

so the lights flicker

and the records skip

let the water be weak

so our coffee is strong

so we can stay up late to dance.

Give me this Paris

and I will paint for you

all the truths I know

about magic.


 

Other Poem Read Today:

  • "In Paris With You” by James Fenton
  • “The Eiffel Tower” by Ronza Z


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 13, 2020
Poetry To Me
00:02:40

Poetry

to me

is stumbling in the dark

searching for

the right words

to describe

the feeling

I get

when she smiles

while she sleeps.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 12, 2020
"Acquainted with the Night” by Robert Frost
00:04:09

“Acquainted with the Night” by Robert Frost

 

I have been one acquainted with the night.

I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.

I have outwalked the furthest city light.
 

I have looked down the saddest city lane.

I have passed by the watchman on his beat

And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
 

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet

When far away an interrupted cry

Came over houses from another street,
 

But not to call me back or say good-bye;

And further still at an unearthly height,

One luminary clock against the sky
 

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. 

I have been one acquainted with the night

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 11, 2020
The Sunset Raged
00:03:02

The sunset raged

in its gentle fury

a four-horsed apocalypse

charging toward us

huddled on a beach

in woolen blankets

singing songs

on a ukulele

to the ever-riding doom of dark.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 10, 2020
On Those Nights
00:03:38

On those nights 
when the thick snow drifts
through moonlight
and the sky looks like falling stars 
close your eyes
look up
tongue out to the gods 
and feel the cool ash burn you.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 09, 2020
I Have Seen Your Darkest Nights
00:03:09

I have seen your

darkest nights 

and brightest days

and I want you to know

that I will be here

forever

loving you

in dusk.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 08, 2020
"Meeting at Midnight” by Robert Browning
00:03:40

The grey sea and the long black land; 

And the yellow half-moon large and low; 

And the startled little waves that leap 

In fiery ringlets from their sleep, 

As I gain the cove with pushing prow, 

And quench its speed i' the slushy sand. 


 

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach; 

Three fields to cross till a farm appears; 

A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch 

And blue spurt of a lighted match, 

And a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears, 

Than the two hearts beating each to each! 



xx Atticus

 

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 07, 2020
My Sweet Darling
00:11:45

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme DARKNESS and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. Xx

For those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast.

 

Today, we’re starting off with “My Sweet Darling.”

Xx

 

My sweet darling,

all these tears,

this hurt,

the pain in your heart,

do not fight it anymore,

it is a gift, you see, to feel this much

and even though it’s hard

it means you’re alive

with each of these tearful breaths gasped

your soul awakens,

more alive in the pain

than you were in the numb,

you are coming back to me now, my love,

lucid in this darkness—

so cry aloud,

yell,

and fall,

and I will be here waiting

to catch you

when the waking up is done.


 

Other Poem Read Today:

  • “Let’s Start With The Hard Part" by Kayil York
  • “He Lit The Sky For Her...” by Theresa Lloyd

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 06, 2020
I Have Noticed
00:03:30

I have noticed

through careful observation

that you look your best

soaked in champagne

under fireworks

dancing in the rain.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 05, 2020
"Sometimes I Sit” by Christopher Poindexter
00:03:07

"Sometimes I Sit” by Christopher Poindexter

 

sometimes i sit

alone beneath

the stars and think

of the galaxies

inside of my

heart and truly

wonder if anyone

will ever want

to make sense of

all that i am

 

Follow Christopher Poindexter @christopherpoindexter

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 04, 2020
Sometimes We Feed The Hurt
00:03:11

Sometimes we

feed the hurt

inside us

like a wild bear on a chain

just to see

how angry we can make it

before letting it go.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 03, 2020
“Thunderstorms” by W. H. Davies
00:03:20

“Thunderstorms” by W. H. Davies

 

My mind has thunderstorms,

That brood for heavy hours:

Until they rain me words,

My thoughts are drooping flowers

And sulking, silent birds.

 

Yet come, dark thunderstorms,

And brood your heavy hours;

For when you rain me words,

My thoughts are dancing flowers

And joyful singing birds. 

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 02, 2020
She Was A Storm
00:02:49

She was a storm

the kind of girl

you needed to lose

yourself to find

somewhere

up half a bottle of whiskey

and down half the moon of sky.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Jan 01, 2020
"Do It All And Do It Now Baby” by Prince Neptune
00:02:40

"Do It All And Do It Now Baby” by Prince Neptune

 

O delicate young woman you

Listen here and listen close

Run into the balmy night

Singing with boisterous delight

For someday you will lay to rest

Beside your tired prince

 

Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoet

xx Atticus

 

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 31, 2019
Leave Her Wild
00:10:35

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme WILD and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. Xx

For those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast.

 

What of the firefly,

the one I love to chase?

The old man smiled

Love her

he said

but leave her wild,

and the old oak tree I love to climb?

Love her, he said, but leave her wild

the bird that sings that song I love?

Love her, he said, but leave her wild

and the wolf that cries to the old joke moon?

Love her, he said, but leave her wild

and the horse that loves to run with storms?

Love her, he said, but leave her wild.

And what of her,

the one I love most?

And the old man smiled.

Yes, he said,

you must love her too

but love her wild

and she’ll love you.

 

Other Poem Read Today:

  • “Bird on a Wire" by Leonard Cohen

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 30, 2019
I Would Rather Have a Body Full of Scars
00:03:04

I would rather

have a body full of scars

and a head full of memories

than a life

of regrets

and perfect skin.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 29, 2019
"Let Me Kiss The Cracks” by Kayil York
00:03:41

"Let Me Kiss The Cracks” by Kayil York

 

Let me kiss the

cracks in your soul.

I can’t promise

I can make

them go away,

but I can at least try

to ease the pain.

 

Follow Kayil York @rose_thorns1921

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 28, 2019
Let’s Stop Pretending
00:03:02

Let’s stop

pretending

to be so perfect

for the world

and get on

with finding out

if we can be

perfect

for each other.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 27, 2019
“Imperfection” by Dejan Stojanovic
00:03:43

“Imperfection” by Dejan Stojanovic

 

Trying too hard to be too good, 

Even when trying to be bad, 

Is too good for the bad 

Too bad for the good. 

 

Perfection seems sterile; 

It is final, no mystery in it; 

It's a product of an assembly line. 

 

To accomplish the perfect perfection, 

A little imperfection helps. 

 

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 26, 2019
You Are Worth Your Imperfections
00:03:47

You are worth your imperfections

you are worth your bad days

you are worth your good

you are worth your confusion

you are worth your insecurities

you are worth fighting for

and you are worth loving.

And that’s a fck’ing fact.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 25, 2019
"Underneath” by JmStorm
00:03:31

"Underneath” by JmStorm
 

she wasn’t afraid of

my demons and i did

not fear her madness.

we saw beyond those

things that life

does to a person.

and underneath it all

there's a beautiful

soul that just wants

to be loved.

 

Follow JmStorm @jmstormquotes

xx Atticus

 

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 24, 2019
When They Met
00:15:53

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme IMPERFECT and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. xx

For those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast.

 

Today, we’re starting off with “When They Met.”


When they met

they were old already,

and so could skip

all the awkward parts of love,

realizing that neither was perfect

and never would be

instead they met as two old souls

worn well from a life of true moments

and together

they lingered

in each other’s last few shadows

soothing scars

from a life well lived.

 

Other Poems Read Today:

 

Thank you to Native for sponsoring this week's episode. For 20% off your first purchase, visit nativedeodorant.com and use promo code ATTICUS during checkout.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 23, 2019
To Me She Is
00:03:17

To me

she is

those final steps

the turn around the last bend

and a little house

with a light on

and a fire lit

with a faint laugh

floating on the warm wind—

she is

my always,

coming home.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 22, 2019
"To All of the Lights” by Najwa Zebian
00:03:24

"To All of the Lights” by Najwa Zebian


 

To all of the lights

who chose to dim

when I was in the darkness,

thank you for teaching me

that my own light

is all I need.

 

Follow Najwa Zebian @najwazebian

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 21, 2019
All Of The Light
00:02:52

All of the light

all of the trees

all of time

all spinning throughout the darkened sky

as if

the whole world

was created

just to hold her—

asleep on the couch

in the morning sun.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 20, 2019
“The Rain” by Kayil York
00:03:13

“The Rain” by Kayil York


 

On days like this I feel as heavy as the rain.

I feel like I'm falling from the sky and crashing

hard on the ground.

Sometimes it takes the heavy days to cleanse us

so we can feel what it’s like to release and be

light again.

 

Follow Kayil York @rose_thorns1921

 

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 19, 2019
The Sunset Seeped Off the Seine
00:03:39

The sunset seeped off the Seine

dripping down our shoulders and fingers

in the oranges of the Musée d’Orsay

cigarette smoke danced in the scattering light

as if in symphony

with the orchestra of some far-off conductor

to fall and rise and fall at once—

the light lilting to our laughs

splitting into a thousand pieces

and we were caught in the center of it

hung among the stars

suspended in the disco ball of space.

 


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 18, 2019
“New Life" by Prince Neptune
00:03:23

“New Life" by Prince Neptune


 

let me tell you about freedom

it cowers and shivers

as young women dance for you

suddenly

amidst a kaleidoscope of salutations

your eyes see the angel

 

with nothing but the senses to guide you

new life becomes as inevitable

as the milky coming of dawn

 

the stone tower arises

erect in her soft summer sky

warm and wet with rain

and as your thousand spirits soar

life explodes like roman candles across the night

and she welcomes you

into the iron gates

of eternity

to be born again


 

Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoet

xx Atticus

 

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

 

Dec 17, 2019
If I’d Met Her In A Cave
00:12:23

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme of LIGHT and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. xx

For those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast.

 

Today, we’re starting off with “If I’d Met Her In A Cave.”

 

If I'd met her in a cave

in the dark

where no light ever lived

she would still be the brightest thing I'd ever seen

for it always was the way she was

never the way she looked

that made her so beautiful to me

and beautiful she was

though I never let it blind me

for it was only when I closed my eyes

and stood there in that darkest cave

that she truly blinded me

with beauty.

 

Other Poems Read Today:

  • “Figs from Thistles: First Fig" by Edna St. Vincent Millay
  • “Light breaks where no sun shines” by Dylan Thomas
     

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

 

Dec 16, 2019
She Stood There
00:03:11

She stood there

bathing in the grand forests of his love

with only the quiet rustle

of the treetops against the sky

to remind her she was real at all.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 15, 2019
"He Asks Me” by Najwa Zebian
00:03:50

"He Asks Me” by Najwa Zebian

 

He asks me:

“What do you want from me?”

I stare at him in silence

With tears fighting to stay

buried inside my eyes,

with thoughts swirling in my mind

like a hurricane.

“What do you want from me?” he asks

over and over.

 

I am confused because

I know and

I don’t know.

 

You were the one

who knocked on my door.

You were the one

who wouldn’t allow me to close my door.

 

Follow Najwa Zebian @najwazebian

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 14, 2019
I Like You
00:03:10

I like you

just the way you are—

in my baggy shirts

in my tangled sheets

eating popcorn in my bed

quietly

so I don’t hear you.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 13, 2019
“In My Solitude” by Christopher Poindexter
00:03:12

“In My Solitude” by Christopher Poindexter

 

in my solitude i hear

secrets about me

god only tells to

the flowers.

his voice whimpering

from stars to

dust,

from gates of

gold

to soil.

he says;

 

“you are a collection

of all the people

you have ever loved.”

 

Follow Christopher Poindexter @christopherpoindexter

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 12, 2019
I Feel In Every Girl
00:03:18

I feel in every girl

there lives

a wild pixie,

that if let go,

would run and dance in grassy fields

until the end of the world—

and when that girl grows up,

that pixie hides,

but she’s always there,

peeking out behind old eyes

and reading glasses,

waiting

to one day dance again.



xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 11, 2019
“The Cleansing” by JmStorm
00:04:07

“The Cleansing” by JmStorm

 

she gets quiet sometimes

and i can feel that a 

certain weight has got

her by the heart. and it

is in those times that i

want her to speak the most.

but i know she can’t.

because sometimes things

get grisly inside. they

get messy and she has to

cleanse all that.

and the last thing she wants

to do is dirty me with it.

i know all that. In my mind,

i know it. but it doesn’t

make it any easier to watch.

 

Follow JmStorm @jmstormquotes

xx Atticus

 

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 10, 2019
I Longed For Real Silence
00:13:05

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme of SILENCE and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. xx

For those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast

Today, we’re starting off with “I Longed For Real Silence.”

Xx

 

I longed for real silence

the kind you can’t find

but stumble upon

in a cabin

somewhere

on a lake without a moon

where you hear the cigarette burn

and the candle flicker

and your thoughts

come alive

to dance in the

the symphonies

of your mind

 

Other Poems Read Today:

 

Thank you to Native for sponsoring this week's episode. For 20% off your first purchase, visit nativedeodorant.com and use promo code ATTICUS during checkout.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 09, 2019
In This World
00:02:58

In this world of bits and pieces

she was whole

so entirely in front of me

the one honest gift

of my life

dripping there

in the rain.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 08, 2019
"My Darling, Don’t Forget” by Kayil York
00:03:09

"My Darling, Don’t Forget” by Kayil York


 

My darling, don’t forget your resilience.

You are so strong and so capable.

The only person who needs to understand

that, is you.

Bask in your strength.

Bask in your will power to be better.

Because you are a warrior.

You were built to win.

 

Follow Kayil York @rose_thorns1921


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 07, 2019
And, Out Of Her Great Sorrow
00:03:03

And,

out of her

great sorrow

and fear,

came one

exhilarating

seed of

thought

that consumed

her in a calming

wave of love and hope—

she was free.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 06, 2019
“Won't You Celebrate With Me” by Lucille Clifton
00:03:37

“Won't You Celebrate With Me” by Lucille Clifton


 

won't you celebrate with me

what i have shaped into

a kind of life? i had no model.

born in babylon

both nonwhite and woman

what did i see to be except myself?

i made it up

here on this bridge between

starshine and clay,

my one hand holding tight

my other hand; come celebrate

with me that everyday

something has tried to kill me

and has failed.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 05, 2019
When Given A Choice
00:03:12

When given a choice

between you and them

choose you.

It’s better to be whole and alone

than broken at their feet.




xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 04, 2019
“How We Change” by JmStorm
00:03:22

“How We Change” by JmStorm


 

you're not the same

person you were

10 years ago and

probably not the

person you thought

you'd be. but that

is the natural order

of life. it will

take you to places

you don’t want to

go and kill off

parts that aren’t

meant to stay.


 

Follow JmStorm @jmstormquotes


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 03, 2019
Obsession Is Not Love
00:15:53

Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme WHOLE and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you.

For those leaving reviews and ratings, please screenshot and DM us on Instagram at @AtticusPoetry so we can find winners! And to submit your poems, visit AtticusPoetry.com/podcast.


 

Today's reading:


 

Obsession is not love,

infatuation is not love,

when someone ignores you

or treats you poorly, carelessly,

or with indifference

that’s not love—

that’s a lack of love,

for yourself, for trying to fill

your missing pieces with theirs

but when someone is whole

and you are whole

and you act in kindness and benevolence, vulnerability

through strength,

love becomes an exchange

with another person—

and that is

its truest form.


 

Other Poems Read Today:

  • "Sailing to Byzantium" by W. B. Yeats
  • “Protect Your Circle” by Kayil York
  • "Ferocious Independence, a Lion in the Sea” by Prince Neptune


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 02, 2019
Keep Your Bustling Cities
00:03:15

Keep your bustling cities,

give me only the moon,

some wine, and old friends

laughing in the desert,

and I will show you

what the

pagans

called god.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Dec 01, 2019
“Here’s To The Ones” by Christopher Poindexter
00:03:24

“Here’s To The Ones” by Christopher Poindexter
 

here's to the ones

who give their love,

energy,

and essence

away for the pleasure

of others.

to the ones

who are so purely selfless

they would rather suffer

so that others do not have to.

here's to the empaths.

here's to the lost.


 

Follow Christopher Poindexter @christopherpoindexter


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 30, 2019
You Will Find
00:03:17

You will find

that most of life’s

toughest

and more existential

questions

can be solved

or indefinitely postponed

by spending more time

around the people you love.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 29, 2019
“Without this – there is nought –” by Emily Dickinson
00:03:58

“Without this – there is nought –” by Emily Dickinson


Without this — there is nought —

All other Riches be

As is the Twitter of a Bird —

Heard opposite the Sea —


I could not care — to gain

A lesser than the Whole —

For did not this include themself —

As Seams — include the Ball?


I wished a way might be

My Heart to subdivide —

'Twould magnify — the Gratitude —

And not reduce — the Gold —


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 28, 2019
She Had an Uncanny Energy
00:03:06

She had an uncanny energy for life

thankful for every little miracle it bestowed—

and it made her

entirely impossible

to live without.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 27, 2019
“Mumbling Down The Streets of New York” by Prince Neptune
00:03:27

“Mumbling Down The Streets of New York” by Prince Neptune


 

mumbling down the streets of new york I hear jazz

echoing up from manholes in the ground

subway musicians hoofing their daily brass ecstasies

and all is cool and calm and fine

like always


 

Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoet

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 26, 2019
I Think Sometimes of the Great Stories Lost
00:17:05

I think sometimes

of the great stories lost

to old basements,

floods,

and fires,

it makes me sad

until

I think also

of all the stories

not yet made,

in young minds,

in full pens,

and on paper

not yet printed.


 

Other Poems Read Today:

  • "When You Are Old" by William Butler Yeats
  • “Love Story” by Marisa J
  • "I am Endless for it all” by Kayil York


Thank you to Native for sponsoring this week's episode. For 20% off your first purchase, visit nativedeodorant.com and use promo code ATTICUS during checkout.

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 25, 2019
Learn To Linger
00:03:11

Learn to linger in the beauty of life, 

every moment, every sunset, every smile— 

soak in the magnificence 

of everything that is already—

and you will find 

what you’ve been searching for. 


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 24, 2019
“Leisure” by W. H. Davies
00:04:22

“Leisure” by W. H. Davies


 

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

 

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

 

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

 

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

 

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

 

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

 

A poor life this if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 23, 2019
Don't Give Up Now
00:03:08

Don’t give up now,

chances are

your best kiss

your hardest laugh

and your greatest day

are still yet to come.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 22, 2019
“Never Go By The Book” by Christopher Poindexter
00:03:39

"Never Go By The Book" By Christopher Poindexter


 

never

go by the book.

they will want

you to,

but you mustn't.

if the lust

is too strong,

tear one page

from a hundred books

and make you

own way.

there is no formula

for life,

no equation

on how to be

a human being.


 

find your freedom

and breathe there.

drink there.

love there.


 

Follow Christopher Poindexter @christopherpoindexter


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 21, 2019
You Stole Pieces Of Me
00:03:04

You stole pieces of me

in all the love I gave you

and never got back.

Keep it now

it is my gift to you

for you will not get more—

and that,

my love,

is my gift to me.



xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 20, 2019
“You Are Good Enough” by JmStorm
00:03:24

“You Are Good Enough” by JmStorm


 

you are good enough.

only you can set that

standard.

but realize that you

may have to walk alone

for a bit. because not

everyone will recognize

it. 

we all see the night

sky, but only a few of

us actually see the stars.


 

Follow JmStorm @jmstormquotes

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 19, 2019
The Power Inside
00:13:37

Put your hand on your heart

The old man said

in you

there is power

there are ideas

no one has ever thought of

there is the strength to love

purely and intensely

and to be loved back

there is the power to make people happy

and to make people laugh

the power to change lives

and futures

don’t ever forget that power

and don’t ever

give up on it.


 

Other Poems Read Today:


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 18, 2019
She Wasn’t Happy Or Sad
00:03:26

She wasn’t happy or sad,

in love or out of love,

she was just there

existing

in the ebb and flow of life—

and that was a dangerous place to be

but her worst mistake

was forgetting to remember

there was more.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 17, 2019
“The Death of Nature” by Prince Neptune
00:03:23

“The Death of Nature” by Prince Neptune


 

A gentleman crouches beside a young boy drawing waves on the

pavement, 100 years from now

‘Son, if you can possibly begin to imagine, I’ll share with you my

photographs of the earth’

 

Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoet


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 16, 2019
Don’t Move An Inch
00:03:21

Don’t move an inch

in this morning light

should you smudge

the beautiful I see

I want to paint you

every curve with words

and place you

on the mantle of my soul

as the forever memory

of dawn.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 15, 2019
“To Memory” by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
00:04:23

"To Memory" by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge 

 

Strange Power, I know not what thou art,

Murderer or mistress of my heart.

I know I'd rather meet the blow

Of my most unrelenting foe

Than live---as now I live---to be

Slain twenty times a day by thee.

 

Yet, when I would command thee hence,

Thou mockest at the vain pretence,

Murmuring in mine ear a song

Once loved, alas! forgotten long;

And on my brow I feel a kiss

That I would rather die than miss.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 14, 2019
Mon Cœur
00:03:32

Mon cœur

my heart

you are missing from me

as noticeably

as if I woke

without a leg

so far away

you beat

that I must hobble

through my day

missing you with

missing pieces.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 13, 2019
“In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae
00:04:24

“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.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 12, 2019
Today I Found An Old Book
00:14:09

Today

I found an old book

on my shelves

I opened the pages

and smelled the smells

and for a moment

my mind forgot its place and time

as I walked into a cabin

so many miles and years away—

there was a fire on

and the kettle played its tune.

The sun was shining

and my family was there

waving me down to the beach—

I can’t tell you

how incredible it is

to be there now

writing to you

from the cabin of my youth.


 

Other Poems Read Today:

  • "I Remember, I Remember" by Thomas Hood
  • “The Slow Room Of Decades” by Prince Neptune


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 11, 2019
“If I Am Not Worth Your Apology” by Najwa Zebian
00:03:51

“If I Am Not Worth Your Apology” by Najwa Zebian


 

If I am not worth your apology,

you are not worth me carrying

the pain that you caused me.

So I will forgive you, not for you

but for me.

I deserve to let go.

I deserve to be free of your pain.

and if you

can’t admit your own mistakes,

I will not allow the ashes that your pain

turned me into

to hold me hostage.


 

Follow Najwa @najwazebian


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 10, 2019
“To Jeanie” by Mark Twain
00:03:59

“To Jeanie” by Mark Twain


 

Good-bye! a kind good-bye,

I bid you now, my friend,

And though 'tis sad to speak the word,

To destiny I bend
 

And though it be decreed by Fate

That we ne'er meet again,

Your image, graven on my heart,

Forever shall remain.
 

Aye, in my heart thoult have a place,

Among the friends held dear,-

Nor shall the hand of Time efface

The memories written there.


 

Goodbye,

S.

L.

C.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 09, 2019
All Life Is A Revolt
00:03:06

All life is a revolt against death

and all revolts are eventually quelled.

The question is:

in those moments

with a rock in your hand

and tear gas in your eyes

can you smile to the fates

stand tall

and

make your voice heard?


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 08, 2019
“Maps” by Christopher Poindexter
00:03:34

“Maps” by Christopher Poindexter

 

I am yours.

I am yours as the stars

belong to the sky

and I am yours as 

the rivers belong

to the sea.

I am yours as your tears

belong to your eyes

and I am yours

as your lungs belong

to the pattern in which

you breathe.


 

Follow Christopher @christopherpoindexter


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 07, 2019
Does The Sun Promise To Shine?
00:03:38

Does the sun promise to shine?

No, but it will—

even behind the darkest clouds,

and no promise

will make it shine longer or brighter

for that is its fate,

to burn until it can burn no more.

To love you is not my promise

but my fate—

to burn for you

until I can burn no more



xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 06, 2019
“i carry your heart with me” by e e cummings
00:04:39

"i carry your heart with me" 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 the 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) 



xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 05, 2019
We Collided By Mistake
00:10:39

We collided by mistake

fate dancing

in the rafters

as I wandered

the room

until I saw you

laughing to a friend

and I

closed my eyes

so I could see

the white swing

the children laughing

a thousand moments

of happy

and sad

and old hands

in old hands

a life in a flash

and there,

in my open eyes—

was you.


 

Other Poems Read Today:

  • "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 04, 2019
The Simplest Truth
00:03:03

The simplest truth

is that we

fall in love with the way someone 

makes us feel or doesn’t

and that’s pretty well 

the all of it.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 03, 2019
“I Don’t Know When” by JmStorm
00:03:31

“I Don’t Know When” by JmStorm


 

i don’t know when

i fell in love with

you because I cannot

point to a day or a

week and say “here

is it, this is when

it happened”.

i just can’t.

it feels like it has

always been in me

and I finally found

who it was for.


 

FollowJmStorm @jmstormquotes


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 02, 2019
"I Am Sensitive” by Najwa Zebian
00:03:28

"I Am Sensitive” by Najwa Zebian


 

I am sensitive.

It means that when I laugh,

I laugh my heart out.

And when I cry,

the birds in the sky

cry with me.

When I see pain in your eyes,

I feel it in my heart.

My sensitivity makes me

real.

If you want me,

know that I will not

leave my sensitivity

to be loved by

anyone.


 

Follow Najwa @najwazebian


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Nov 01, 2019
“I Am Not Yours” by Sarah Teasdale
00:04:05

“I Am Not Yours” by Sarah Teasdale


 

I am not yours, not lost in you,

Not lost, although I long to be

Lost as a candle lit at noon,

Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

 

You love me, and I find you still

A spirit beautiful and bright,

Yet I am I, who long to be

Lost as a light is lost in light.

 

Oh plunge me deep in love - put out

My senses, leave me deaf and blind,

Swept by the tempest of your love,

A taper in a rushing wind.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 31, 2019
When I First Met You
00:03:04

When I first met you

I remembered you

from a hundred different dreams

and there you were

for me to love

all over again

for the very first time.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 30, 2019
“We Laid In Bed” by Christopher Poindexter
00:03:51

“We Laid In Bed” by Christopher Poindexter 

 

We laid in bed

and watched the clocks

around us dance

until time to us,

was only the rise

and fall of our

ruptured heartbeats.

We kissed and we kissed

until we knew no other taste

and we no longer understood

the pattern of a day as

we fell in love with the

colors and the world

between each other’s

eyelids.


Follow Christopher @christopherpoindexter


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

 

Oct 29, 2019
Lost
00:15:30

 

We lost ourselves

eyes shut in a kiss

our lips the thread

that held us to the earth like a balloon

while we floated in the cosmic cotton of space

toes dipping in the pools of black

cooling our bodies—

until we awoke

in wet wool

in the rain of real

the mists of morning

soaking in a park

so cold but warm with you

and

only the rain

to remind us we

were there at all.

 

Other Poems Read Today:

  • "I Wanna Be Yours" by John Cooper Clarke
  • “Song" by Allen Ginsberg

 

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xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 28, 2019
It’s Not The Fear of Losing Them
00:03:09

It’s not the fear of losing them

that scares us,

it’s that we have given them

so many of our pieces

that we fear losing

ourselves

when they are gone.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 27, 2019
“Remember” by Christina Rossetti
00:03:55

Remember” by Christina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away,

Gone far away into the silent land;

When you can no more hold me by the hand,

Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.

Remember me when no more day by day

You tell me of our future that you plann'd:

Only remember me; you understand

It will be late to counsel then or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while

And afterwards remember, do not grieve:

For if the darkness and corruption leave

A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile

Than that you should remember and be sad.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 26, 2019
"Out Here On This Very Day” by Prince Neptune
00:03:39

"Out Here On This Very Day” by Prince Neptune (Cody Simpson)

 

Out here on this very day

We journey further into the illusion

Adrift in the great dream

Yearning for entry into the severed realm


 

Do you know that the death of earth soon come?

Do you know the progress of destruction?

Do you know the strange new topography of the coast?


 

Life closes in slowly around us

And we seek salvation in copulation

In drugs

And by sunset we ascend

Only to find that our minds

And our bodies

Weren't ours at all.


Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoet and @codysimpson
 


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 25, 2019
“Her Heart Sank Into Her Shoes” by F. Scott Fitzgerald
00:03:24

"Her Heart Sank Into Her Shoes” by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Her heart sank into her shoes

as she realized at last how

much she wanted him.

No matter what his past was,

no matter what he had done.

Which was not to say that she

would ever let him know,

but only that he moved her

chemically more than anyone

she had ever met, that all

other men seemed pale beside him.


 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 24, 2019
Today I Opened A Book
00:03:20

Today I opened a book

and found a flower

that you’d pressed—

it was orange

and red

and yellow

and small.

And in all ways

it was our love

gone now

but beautiful still

as the memory of something more.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 23, 2019
"Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" by Mary Elizabeth Frye
00:03:46

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight. 

I am the soft stars that shine at night. 

Do not stand at my grave and cry, 

I am not there; I did not die.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 22, 2019
She Took Stamps
00:17:33

She took stamps

from the drawer in the kitchen

her father saw but didn’t say

they drove

and she watched out the window

fingering them carefully

in her pocket

together they climbed the grassy hill

up to the acorn tree

stopping at a rock

perfectly carved

with a woman’s name—

for a long time

and a careful time

she looked and thought

but never cried.

“Papa?”

she finally said,

“How many stamps

does it take to reach heaven?”

“One will do,

my love—“

And so,

she put one stamp on

and placed one inside

and left the letter

by her mother’s side.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

 

Other poems read today:

  • “Annabel Lee” by Edgar Allan Poe
  • “Love” by Pablo Neruda
  • “When Great Trees Fall” by Maya Angelou

 

Oct 21, 2019
Tell Me
00:02:52

Tell me,

she said,

about our house

our children

our garden

about the lives we will have --

but he never could

and it wasn't until she was gone

that he understood

that she never needed the house

she only needed the dream.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 20, 2019
“I Dreamed a Dream” by Walt Whitman
00:03:26

"I dream’d in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the

attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth;

I dream’d that was the new City of Friends;

Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust

love—it led the rest;

It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of

that city,

And in all their looks and words."

 

- “I Dreamed a Dream” by Walt Whitman
 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 19, 2019
He Was A Brother
00:02:35

He was a brother

I never had,

different than the others,

and he carried in his eyes

and on his arms

the tattoos

and scars

of being famous young,

he wore the face

of a star

but all I saw

was a poet

drowning

in someone else’s dreams

who wished only

to sink

into the quiet sea

or fade

into any painted wall of Brooklyn.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 18, 2019
"I Have Fallen" by Christopher Poindexter
00:03:00

"I Have Fallen" by Christopher Poindexter
 

I have fallen

in love many times.

Have you ever sat in a bar

and watched a lonely man

or woman by themselves,

their tired eyes shaken,

fixed on nothing but

the glass in front of them?

Can't you taste their sadness

from across the room?

Those people.

I fall in love

with those people.

To me there are few things

more real.

Follow Christopher @christopherpoindexter

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 17, 2019
Somewhere Sitting On A Cloud
00:03:01

Somewhere

sitting on a cloud

deep in the sky

there is a secret list

written by an angel

that holds

all the wonderful moments

your life

has yet to come.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 16, 2019
“Dreams” by Langston Hughes
00:03:01

"Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.
 

Hold Fast to dream

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow."
 

- “Dreams” by Langston Hughes


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 15, 2019
There Is An Island I Know
00:14:54

There is an island I know

I shouldn’t even mention—

it’s a fairy tale, you see

where no one wears shoes

and no one needs to—

the houses are hobbit-like

with grass on the roofs

and the food is fresh from a nearby farm

every morning the tea sits steeping

on long wooden counters

with toast and jams from local berries—

the crickets always crick here

and the birds call, the kind

that make you stop and say,

“Now that is a beautiful song”—

the sun is hot

without a cloud in the sky

and the beach runs out for a mile

in silky white sand

so that when the tide flows back in the afternoon

it heats up, warm as a bath,

when it rains

you build puzzles, and paint, and read

and light fires that crackle

and smell like cedar saunas

and each night, rain or shine,

you drink wine

and listen to records

while you play games—

and sometimes

you’ll lay in long grass

and chase the stars around the sky

heads close together with the ones you love—

each day is the same

you do what brings you peace—

and the wildest part of it all

is the island is real

my toes are in its sand.

 

Other Poems Read Today:

  • "If" by Rudyard Kipling
  • "A Dream Within A Dream" by Edgar Allan Poe

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 14, 2019
She Wanted To Be Rich
00:02:42

She wanted to be rich

and she looked good on a yacht

but I wanted a girl

that looked good by a campfire

with freckles like sparks

to stain

the ashy sky.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 13, 2019
Somewhere In The Great Landscape of Time
00:02:42

Somewhere

in the great landscape of time

there is a garden growing

the most beautiful rose

that has ever been

and that will ever be -

you are that rose,

forever to me.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 12, 2019
I Have Noticed That All Wine
00:02:49

I have noticed

that all wine

regardless of the cost or vintage

tastes the same when sipped

directly out of the bottle

running naked to the beach

under a full

and summer moon.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 11, 2019
Keep Your Kingdoms
00:02:34

Keep your kingdoms 

give me

the open road

the stars in the sky

the smell of a campfire 

around the next bend

and I will be as rich as any king.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 10, 2019
You and I Are Stars
00:02:49

You and I

are stars

met once

in the breath of a universe

crossed only for a moment

as the ebb and flow

of dust and atoms.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 09, 2019
On Those Nights
00:02:50

Today’s reading:

On those nights 

when the thick snow drifts

through moonlight

and the sky looks like falling stars 

close your eyes

look up

tongue out to the gods 

and feel the cool ash burn you.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 08, 2019
The Trees Seemed to Breathe More at Night
00:13:35

The trees seemed to breathe more at night.

There was a freshness in the air

like the world was being born again.

Steam billowed from the machine

and danced up

mixing with my breath.

I rode on into the black,

leaves scurrying from the tires,

startled by this strange one-eyed beast.

I always wanted to remember these moments,

alone on the road

the smell of wood-burning somewhere,

and wet cut grass covered with tomorrow’s dew.

Fast I’d ride,

deep into the ghostly night,

wind in my face,

eyes screaming tears,

blurring the sky into diamonds,

and my engine,

in its symphony,

became my silence,

a knife’s edge to the numb world

my blissful blurry road.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 07, 2019
Daughter of Mine
00:02:51

Daughter of mine—

for your smiles,

for your tears,

for your skinned knees,

and your broken hearts,

for the love you give,

and the love you find.

For whatever you become,

or don’t,

it is far too late,

I love you already,

long before

we ever meet.


xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 06, 2019
Have You Ever Smelled a Smell
00:02:51

Have you ever

smelled a smell

that brings you

instantly back

to a moment

from your youth?

I always loved that feeling.

I hope that’s what death is

just sitting on clouds

smelling old smells.

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 05, 2019
If I'm Honest
00:02:38

If I’m honest,

very little in life

has compared

in immensity

or magnitude

before or since

to the electric

and wild feeling

of the first time

I kissed

a girl.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 04, 2019
You Wore a Smile and a Scar
00:02:34

You wore a smile and a scar

in the front seat

of an old Cadillac

we were two kids chasing sunsets

holding on to memories in moments—

all the ways you were

I wish I could’ve bottled it up

that feeling

drinking it now that

you are gone.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 03, 2019
I Woke Before Her
00:02:34

I woke before her

and she slept on as the sun rose

spilling light across our bed

she was an angel in my sheets

the girl I would draw

if given a thousand years

and only a promise

she might one day come to life.

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 02, 2019
I Took Her Hand
00:02:56

I took her hand,

and my heart beat fast

as her warmth swallowed me up.

A thousand times I’d run this trail

but not with her.

Her eyes were all that young love should be,

and they lit me up

in every look.

We lay in shooting skies

and freckled stars, and

promised our love would last forever—

and so in our forever

it would

there in a castle atop of Blueberry Hill,

with silver moon rivers

and sailing ships.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Oct 01, 2019
I Wrote Madly In Youth
00:15:08

I wrote madly in youth. 

I wrote because I had so much to see 

and so much to say. 

I had to share what I saw in the oranges of the desert nights, 

the way the drugs made my mind sting, 

and the pretty girls spun in the youth and dust -- 

this dream, everything we’d found,  

it was ours, 

and would be forever--

 it was easy then, 

the pen and the paper were two cans on a string to the stars, 

and I wrote what they told me

 in all the colors they said--

but it’s different now,

 the purples aren’t as purple, 

the drugs don’t sting, 

and the girls dance far away

 as if ghosts/shadows of some abandoned town

the string to the stars has worn loose, 

and we the children 

look at the stars less,

 for they lied to us, 

they broke their promise---

we did not live forever. 

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

 

Other poems read today:

  • "Indian summer" by Dorothy Parker
  • "My Lost Youth" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sep 30, 2019
I Want To Be With Someone
00:01:52

I want to be with someone

who dreams of doing everything in life,

and nothing

on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Sep 29, 2019
We Aspire
00:01:57

We aspire

only to live

our lives well,

to fall into the gentle to and fro of life,

and the refrains of seasons and tides

rocking us slowly & finally to sleep

as old and loved

as we can possibly be.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Sep 28, 2019
There Is No Excuse
00:02:09

There is no excuse

I've heard worthy

to decline

a request

by a lady of

reasonable

morals

and pleasant

company

for a skinny dip

under a warm

summer moon.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry 

www.atticuspoetry.com

Sep 27, 2019
In The Mornings She Taught Me French
00:01:55

In the mornings

she taught me French

and after breakfast she would paint

and I would write

and as the spring rain fell on the skylight

and the tea steamed from its mugs

my heart hummed

to the music

of the dream

we’d found.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Sep 26, 2019
If I Had All The Treasure In The World
00:01:58

If I had all the treasure in the world,

I would follow my dreams,

play with my children,

and spend time with my wife.”

“No,”

said the old man.

“If you followed your dreams,

played with your children,

and spent time with your wife,

you would have all the treasure in the world.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Sep 25, 2019
It Took Me A Long Time to Realize
00:02:11

It took me a long time to realize

that I am happiest

not at the parties

or the dinners

or the shows

but at home with you

and just our books

our movies

and our tea.

And wherever we go

for now and forever

we will bring this happy with us

for home lives

inside us now

wherever

together

we go.

 

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

 

Sep 24, 2019
The Truth About Magic
00:13:25

The truth is—magic lives in all of us who choose to look for it.

It lives in the morning in the springtime in Paris, it’s in the smell of the world after the rain, or a stormy afternoon in bed on a Sunday, it’s in warm sweaters and a lovers’ nook, it’s in those sad days that never end, and the happy days that end too soon.

It’s in every spicy margarita or bathtub with rosé, it’s in good books and Spanish beaches, it’s the sun warming cheeks through the clouds, it’s in that quiet forest where the trees sway or the way the lake reflects the moon.

It’s in art; it’s in music, it’s in words. It’s in you and it’s in me and any of us that choose to find it. For the greatest truth about magic… is that it’s true.

xx Atticus

@atticuspoetry

www.atticuspoetry.com

Other poems read today:

  • "Simplicity" by Emily Dickinson
  • "This is Leisure" by William Henry Davies
  • "This is Fern Hill" by Dylan Thomas
Sep 23, 2019
We Ran From Beach Clubs
00:02:22
Sep 22, 2019
It Rained In Rome
00:02:24
Sep 21, 2019
We've Moved On Now
00:02:11
Sep 20, 2019
Hidden Away Above Two Thin Staircases
00:02:34
Sep 19, 2019
Sometimes It's The Ones We Only Meet in Moments
00:02:20
Sep 18, 2019
We Drowned Out the Voices in Our Hearts
00:02:16
Sep 17, 2019
Freckles and Magic
00:08:42

She was all freckles and magic, 
this girl that lived next door, 
pebbles on her window, 
and she was suddenly there, 
she took my hand, 
as the moon pinched at our skin 
and my heart beat fast 
as her warmth swallowed me up. 

It was back through the garden 
and the hole in the fence, 
along the path I’d made as a boy — 
knights in our stories — 
a thousand times I’d run this trail 
but not with her. 

On we ran into the silver-spotted black, 
quick-moving feet 
along the picket-patched-paths of moon-light, 
sprinkling and sparkling 
along the mossy floor. 

Her face was everything 
that young love should be, 
and it swallowed me 
with every look. 

The stars were alive for us 
and we shared them 
as only young love could. 

We ran through moving vines, 
into a painted silver meadow, 
where we sailed 
through the tall milky grass, 
like a wooden boat, 
through a silver sea. 

And there we found our castle, 
an old stone house, 
where a moss covered chimney 
stood alone to spill 
the secrets of its life. 

So on that sweeping grass we laid, 
and spilled our dreams, 
as only young love could, 
And when we saw a shooting star, 
we’d make a wish, 
And her face would tumble close to mind, 
a freckled nose as soft as snow. 

We knew no world 
passed what we saw, 
for ours was in our eyes. 

And so we lay 
with shooting stars 
and freckled skin, 
and promised our love 
would last forever, 
and so in our forever it would, 
there in a castle on top 
of blueberry hill 
with silver moon rivers 
and sailing ships. 

and we smiled 
as we stared 
at the world we made 
in the stars 
as only young love could.

xx Atticus
@atticuspoetry
www.atticuspoetry.com

Other reading today:

Sep 16, 2019
In Her Heart
00:01:48

Today's reading is from Atticus' now released third book of poetry, The Truth About Magic.

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Sep 15, 2019
To Be Honest
00:02:04

Today's reading is from Atticus' now released third book of poetry, The Truth About Magic.

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Sep 14, 2019
I Want to Know Every Part of You
00:02:28

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Sep 13, 2019
Watch Carefully
00:01:34

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Sep 12, 2019
Have You Ever Had a Feeling
00:01:52

Today's reading is from Atticus' now released third book of poetry, The Truth About Magic.

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Sep 11, 2019
Her Love Came From Deep Within
00:02:00

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Sep 10, 2019
We All Wear Masks
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We all wear masks,
some with makeup
some with smiles
some with wives or husbands
cars or clothes
we hide from the world
and from ourselves
we hide from our truths
behind our eyes
running always from our real
but somewhere there
where truth meets courage
we are waiting to be found
waiting to stand to the world
masks down
and say loudly and boldly
this is us
this is our truth
this is everything real about me
and when that day comes
if it is true
we will begin our lives again
the way they were intended
when the world first
saw our face.

xx Atticus
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Sep 09, 2019
Go Forth and Conquer
00:02:26

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Sep 02, 2019
I Let Her Go
00:02:50

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Sep 02, 2019
They Saw In Her
00:02:34

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Sep 02, 2019
She Flirted With Life
00:02:24

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Sep 02, 2019
I Love Those Laughs
00:02:42

I love those laughs
that come from deep within
the kind that are catching to anyone close
that make your stomach hurt
and cry with tears of joy
the kind that come
when you least expect
where the more you try to stop
the harder it becomes
and even when you think of them now
you smile—
For those are the laughs
of real old
human magic.

xx Atticus
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Sep 02, 2019
Rhythms
00:02:52

There we were making rhythms
Jumping ahead of Earth’s own heartbeat
Setting new times to our universe
And we drank it in like warming wine
We the children
Running to deserts
Pockets full of magic
With whiskey spirits in our souls and our wings
Us few the bold
The brave trodden souls
Tobacco stinging bright our gypsie eyes
Kaleidoscopes reaching fingers through our minds
To stir our colored dreams
Our dusty hearts set aflame
By setting stars and shooting suns
And here the sparks become our loves
And so with them we danced up
Into airless skies and cloudless nights
To make ash angels on moons
And snowflakes of Milky Ways

xx Atticus
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Sep 02, 2019
Love Her But Leave Her Wild (Original Version)
00:09:52

The boy ran
quick as rain
through grassy fields awake in dew
in moon dipped steps
a summers night
through fireflies
and sparkling stars
a glass jar in hand
little cloud breathes
up to the open sky
and there,
so there at once,
alone in that summer field, she flew
a fairy shone
bright as day
and the stars once bright, dimmed back in crimson
jealous of the way she shone
she, the brightest bright he’d ever seen
so bright she burned, for she loved him too
and he took her gently in his hands
and placed her in the jar
his love
Safe now within his coat —
and back to the town he ran
a thousand laughs caught in his throat
everything he loved so finally his---
and with all the people’s eyes around
he brought the jar out from his robes
and held it high above
his shining prize
His love
--but alas
she was dim
and though she tried
she could not shine so brightly
and his heart fell
and the people turned away—
“But I love her, he said
more than anything I could ever love
why can’t she shine for us?”
and the old man in the corner stood
and walked up close
to whisper something
in his ear
and the boy
looked at the fairy
dimming in the glass
and nodded at the old man’s words
and with the tears in his eyes,
sparkling as diamonds
he ran
faster than he’d even run
through the moonlight steps
through the darkened grass
through the fireflies
and the jealous stars
and there, so there at once,
in the summer field alone
he opened up the glass
and held it to the sky
And slowly and gently his fairy flickered out
And as she flew she burned again
even brighter than before---
and as he watched
and loved her so
the old man’s words
echoed on his lips--
“love her
he said
but leave her wild”.

xx Atticus
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Sep 02, 2019
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Aug 15, 2019