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I just read the poem again. I like it even more second time round.

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Thank you, Thomas! That's such a nice thing to hear. :)

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Really beautiful. I think maybe the most important skill for a poet is the ability to simply notice things. Everything you share here demonstrates that skill.

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Thank you, Tara! I really appreciate the comment. :)

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Can’t add much to the above - beautifully cozy sad it is!

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Thanks, Thomas!

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I love cozy-sad. This is beautiful. It reminds me of so many road trips through the desert.

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Thank you, LeeAnn! The locale that inspired the poem is dry and sparse, so I'm glad the desert feeling came through for you.

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“Cozy-sad” truly is a good description of this poem in particular. It’s lovely.

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Thank you, Margaret! Yes, Petra really coins some great descriptions. 😊

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"... speaking only softly of humble things.

Sharing the burden of the plateau sun,

and at night dreaming

of the open road, and of the sea."

Oh, my heart. ❤️‍🩹

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😊 I'm happy my poem connected with you.

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I could smell petrichor as dark clouds in the east moved toward those rusting, weedy trucks. Vivid!

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Thank you, Kim! I'm so glad this was evocative for you. And petrichor really should be the official regional aroma of the PNW! 🤔 I'll see who I can talk to about that...

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