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Something Lovely
3 years ago
"Stationery"
Agha Shahid Ali
The moon did not become the sun.
It just fell on the desert
in great sheets, reams
of silver handmade by you.
The night is your cottage industry now,
the day is your brisk emporium.
The world is full of paper.
Write to me.
I rarely write journals anymore, but I recently discovered this poem for myself and felt it would be a lovely thing to have posted here. As someone who spends much of their leisure time writing, I found something of a connection in this work. Hopefully you can as well.
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