Keeper of Quiet Stories
By Valentina DuPont Poem Introduction After writing my short story reflection about the film Melania, I felt there was still something left unsaid. And it…
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By Valentina — Keeper of Quiet Stories I did not go to the theater looking for her. I went looking for a story. It was…
The tree outside my window has watched me through every season. In its quiet changes, I’ve learned to notice my own, slow, tender, and unfolding…
Some cities fall with a roar. Others fade quietly, their fog learning to swallow what people no longer see. This poem is a warning about…
In a world everyone calls loud, I’ve found a quiet corner full of beauty— recipes, poems, dreamers, mothers, and a small voice that answers when…
I was there today watching you chase the waves, your laughter rolling louder than the tide. The sun kissed your hair, and for a moment,…
Hay días en que extraño los paseos con mi viejo en el mercadito de Los Cortijos, en mi bella Caracas. La colita bajo el sol…
(un poema sobre el matrimonio) Me sostienes, pero extraño volar. Dices que esto es amor este anclaje, esta quietud pero yo recuerdo la ligereza de…
(a poem about marriage) You hold me down, but I miss flying. You say it’s love this anchoring, this stillness but I remember the weightlessness…
A Geography of the Soul Some journeys teach us more about ourselves than years of reflection ever could. This poem was born in Spain, but…