The four seasons

Four ways of being,
one after another.

Begin

Spring

for beginnings that still feel uncertain.

Hope arrives before certainty does. These poems are for new love, courage, starting over, and the small green things that grow while we are not looking.

nothing is certainyet the bud opens itselfas if it were brave

Enter Spring

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Celebrate

Summer

for the moments you wish could stay.

Joy, friendship, freedom, desire. Poems for the days that feel full and the people who made them so, meant to be read barefoot, late in the light.

the long light stayswe laugh until the eveningforgets to end

Enter Summer

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Release

Autumn

for what you are learning to let go.

Endings can be gentle. Poems about change, gratitude, nostalgia and the quiet work of letting go, of a place, a person, a version of yourself.

the branch lets goof everything it once heldand becomes the sky

Enter Autumn

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Remember

Winter

for what remains when everything becomes quiet.

Stillness, solitude and what we carry. Poems for grief, remembrance and rest, for the hours when the world goes quiet and we finally hear ourselves.

snow on the quietyour chair still facing the windowthe room holds its breath

Enter Winter

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