November Special Edition: Winter is coming 🙅🏻♀️
“May you always do what you’re afraid to do.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Hello hello!
This one’s going out to all the people who have carried The Alipore Post to the community and playground it is today, so thank you :)
November’s been rather crazy and overwhelming and I’m glad for it to be over. But I did come across some gems through the month, which I’ve collected in the tiny Internest (yes, I just came up with that) that is this newsletter. Happy reading.
Also, winter is coming. Stay warm and cozy. 🤧
Poems I adored this month
1. The Song by Naomi Shihab Nye
From somewhere
a calm musical note arrives.
You balance it on your tongue,
a single ripe grape,
till your whole body glistens.
In the space between breaths
you apply it to any wound
and the wound heals.
Soon the nights will lengthen,
you will lean into the year
humming like a saw.
You will fill the lamps with kerosene,
knowing somewhere a line breaks,
a city goes black,
people dig for candles in the bottom drawer.
You will be ready. You will use the song like a match.
It will fill your rooms
opening rooms of its own
so you sing, I did not know
my house was this large.