Arrows & Metaphors

Mathematics

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Poetry speaks to me

In a language

Made of bells

It engulfs me

In hues of pink

Making shadows of myself

Thousands and thousands of times

In this totality

I find you

Over and over again

Because it is you

I want

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    georgi.kisyov

    Such a delicate and intimate poem. I love the image of poetry as a language of bells—it feels soft, echoing, and full of emotion. There’s something beautifully vulnerable in the way you describe finding “you” again and again within it. Truly touching.

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      Arrows & Metaphors

      Hi . .
      Thank you so much!
      I use repetitiveness in so many things, it invokes a sense of urgency, for me!

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