By the time it came to the edge of the Forest the stream had grown up, so that it was almost a river, and, being grown-up, it did not run and jump and sparkle along as it used to do when it was younger, but moved more slowly. For it knew now where it was going, and it said to itself, "There is no hurry. We shall get there some day."
— The House at Pooh Corner
"What's the matter, Eeyore?" "Nothing, Christopher Robin. Nothing important. I suppose you haven't seen a house or whatnot anywhere about?" "What sort of house?" "Just a house." "Who lives there?" "I do. At least I thought I did. But I suppose I don't. After all, we can't all have houses."
— The House at Pooh Corner
"What does the North Pole look like?" "Well," said Rabbit, stroking his whiskers. "Now you're asking me." "I did know once, only I've sort of forgotten," said Christopher Robin carelessly. "It's a funny thing," said Rabbit, "but I've sort of forgotten too, although I did know once."
— Expotition to the North Pole
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she/her/they acethetic and paronoid *waves leafy fronds*
Hey Stringbean! I really liked the red balloon poem! You use such good imagery and there are so many metaphors. It's incredible. I also like how you open this thread with quotes from other poets that pertain to your topic. It's cool!
Also, if this message throws off the vibe/design of this thread, I'd be happy to delete it. :)
Hey, just popping in! I love the theme you have and I'm super excited to see where this is going. You found the perfect picture for that first poem too! It gives the writing a sort of lullaby-like feel I think. You've got a great start, I love it <3
Democracy dies in darkness. Also at 4:30PM in Pacific Standard Time, apparently.
