Words flying through space and time

Elizabeth Donald
6 min readApr 25, 2024

We are creatures of constant awe,
curious at beauty, at leaf and blossom,
at grief and pleasure, sun and shadow.

— Ada Limon, “In Praise of Mystery”

It’s one thing to write a poem, and maybe have the bravery to stand up at a student open mic and read it in front of people. Or maybe write a poem, and have the bravery to submit it to a journal in hopes of being published. Or just to write a poem, and give it to the one who resides in your heart.

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Elizabeth Donald

Journalist for more than 25 years, freelance writer, editor, photographer, and fiction author. Subscribe at patreon.com/edonald or visit donaldmedia.com.