POEM: The Dining Table... 18

• Moda
• 08-08-2023 20:27

The dining table has the power to keep a family together.Every evening we gather around the table in the dining room to have dinner, And to spend time with each other. To ask each other, how was your day today. To laugh about the good and to cry about the bad. To nourish our bodies and our souls. Dinnertime is familytime. I am grateful for each dinner spent together with my family around the dining table. When I was a little girl, dinnertime was my favorite time of the day. Gathering around the dining table every evening was my favorite family tradition. It kept our family strong and bonded. Because the dining table has that power. Once I grew up, I left my parents’ home to make a life for myself. Now my sister and I have our own homes, our own families. We live on two different continents, But we

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The Long Weekend... 30

• Moda
• 07-08-2023 10:00

I hope you are all enjoying the long weekend! It's the Civic Holiday in Canada this weekend. Summer is ripe, and there is no better time for a weekend getaway than this time. My long weekend took me to the beach on Lake Simcoe, one hour North of Toronto.

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POEM: Questions... 24

• Moda
• 06-08-2023 10:00

How is your love life?Do you have a boyfriend? Why don’t you have a boyfriend? Are you married? Why are you not married? When are you going to get married? Do you have children? Why don’t you have children? When are you going to have children? When are you going to have your second child? Do you breastfeed the baby? Do you have a job? Are you looking for a job? Did you find a job? When are you going to get a job? Why are you so thin? Why are you so fat? Why did you lose weight? Why don’t you lose weight? Do you work out? Why don’t you work out? Why are you wearing makeup? Why aren’t you wearing makeup? Why are you wearing short skirts? Why are you wearing long skirts? Why are you wearing black? Why are you wear

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Falling Behind. A Poem by an Anonymous Author... 31

• Moda
• 06-08-2023 03:10

I once found a little handwritten note in a library book, likely forgotten by the previous reader. I had a closer look at the handwritten note, folded in two, and realized it was a poem. I kept the note with the poem by the unknown author as it intrigued me. I left it in my nightstand drawer at the time and kind of forgot about it. I found it again last night, and I read it again. It's a beautiful poem, even though I don't know who wrote it. I debated with myself whether I should share it, and finally, I decided that yes I should. This touching poem deserves to be read and heard, so I am sharing it here today. ~~~~~~~~~~ Falling Behind [Anonymous author] This is me reaching out over the grandest canyons This is me fighting at the chance to grab at the shadows of your sleeve in order to pull you back to me When I know how quickly you’ve learned

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POEM: The Fake Celebrities... 19

• Moda
• 04-08-2023 15:11

My DM is flooded with fake Elons,And fake Johnnys, And fake Brians, And fake Toscas, And fake Kimbals, And fake Mayes, And some other fake celebrities that I haven’t even heard of, But the impostors think I have. Hello big fan, I want to thank you for all your support and for being my fan. This is my private account which I created to contact a few selected fans, Because my verified account from Twitter is managed by my PR manager And I don’t have full access to it. Thank you for your message, dear impersonator, Very nice of you to think of me. The best I can do with this communication at this time is to ignore it. Or flip it to the other side and write poetry out of it.

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Book Unhaul... 53

• Moda
• 03-08-2023 22:01

It's been a long time since I last posted an essay on my blog (I have published mostly poetry over the past couple of months), so for today's story I would like to talk about books. Specifically, a book unhaul. Or rather, the book unhaul that I did, because I only did one so far.  I had a phase a while ago when I enjoyed watching videos about books on Youtube (or Booktube, how they so lovingly call it). I had developed a weird curiosity to see and admire other people's book shelves, what kind of books they read, what kind of books they add to their home libraries, what kind of books they unhaul. And I have to say, I was really drawn to the book unhaul videos, I watched lots of them, because it was interesting to me to know why people let go of books. And, as I discovered after watching a few dozens of such videos, the biggest reason why Booktubers do book unhauls is to make room for other books, new releases, on their bookshelves. In a way, it felt like being

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Haul Bonprix si 3 tinute de vara... 38

• Moda
• 02-08-2023 14:14

Vara asta este una destul de ploioasa si capricioasa (ploua de cel putin 3-4 ori pe saptamana in Cluj) asa ca profit de fiecare raza de soare pentru a purta rochii, fuste si pantaloni scurti. ...

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POEM: Because I Am a Woman... 20

• Moda
• 02-08-2023 10:00

My menstruation is mine,Because I am a woman. My female body is mine, Because I am a woman. My femininity is mine, Because I am a woman. My maternity is mine, Because I am a woman. My pregnancy is mine, Because I am a woman. My childbirth is mine, Because I am a woman. My breastfeeding is mine, Because I am a woman. My motherhood is mine, Because I am a woman. My womanhood is mine, Because I am a woman, And it is not up for debate.

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POEM: The Vaccine... 19

• Moda
• 01-08-2023 10:00

This poem was written in 2020, amidst the global pandemic. It was first published at Whitby Public Library – Archives, in January 2021. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Vaccine It brings us hope. Hope to get together again. Hope to speak to each other in person. Hope to kiss and hug each other. Hope to love each other in real life. Hope to travel. Hope to go to concerts, football games, and movies. Hope to enjoy ourselves at parties. Hope to be by our friends’ side at their weddings. Hope to dine at our favorite restaurants and shop at our favorite stores. Hope to attend our children’s school recitals. Hope to dress up. Hope to wear makeup. Hope to do everything we couldn’t do during the most trying year of our life. ~~~~~~~~~~ F

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POEM: Quarantine... 47

• Moda
• 31-07-2023 10:00

This poem was written in 2020, amidst the global pandemic. It was first published at Whitby Public Library – Archives, in January 2021. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Quarantine I stay home. I work from home. I don’t spend time in traffic. I don’t spend money on things I don’t need. I don’t travel abroad. There is a mysterious artist in my neighborhood who paints inspirational art rocks. I live in sweatpants. I don’t dress up. I don’t apply makeup. Sweatpants are the new dress pants. I save up money. My garden gets a makeover. I sleep in. I cook slow foods. I skype. I write letters. I read dozens of books. I read this year more than the five previous years combined. I have more than a hundred unread books in my personal library.

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