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It’s been quite some time since I posted a personal update here. I turned my site into a kind of online resume where people could read some of my poetry and take a look at my other credits as my career really takes off. However, with the new year, I’m putting together some new…
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Birth – meant for convenience and enslavement Life – valueless, pitiable Death – merely hours away Sunlight – a strange word in a foreign language Torture – a way of life Bone – what you hear scrape against the floor Blade – to puncture and prod Smiles – to mock and degrade Festival…
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Hallowed ground. Onward bound! Place of shining safety lines. Enter the beautiful mystery. This power shapes the world, from now until the end of time. Poetry Copyright © 2019 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Photographer: Unknown
Ena Whiteraven 