Oh I so get this… I thought early retirement abroad meant hammock naps and slow sips of wine. Instead, my brain staged a creative coup. The moment I left corporate life, the words wouldn’t stop knocking.
Writing has become my healthiest obsession - and maybe the most surprising joy.
I wrote this little ode to a roundabout (yes, really) when travel and memory collided:
Thank you for sharing xx Would love to share one of your poems in an upcoming Sneak Peek Friday. If you have any short enough to send as an image, please DM me 🖤
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Oh I so get this… I thought early retirement abroad meant hammock naps and slow sips of wine. Instead, my brain staged a creative coup. The moment I left corporate life, the words wouldn’t stop knocking.
Writing has become my healthiest obsession - and maybe the most surprising joy.
I wrote this little ode to a roundabout (yes, really) when travel and memory collided:
https://thebenthalls.substack.com/p/youve-reached-your-destination?r=5ci1ff
And now you’ve got me thinking…
May begins with a spark
and suddenly you’re
pacing in a foreign kitchen,
catching poems
like they’re fruit flies
and you forgot
you ever planned to rest.
Keep going. There’s magic in the unrest.
Thank you for sharing xx Would love to share one of your poems in an upcoming Sneak Peek Friday. If you have any short enough to send as an image, please DM me 🖤
Inspired 🙏🏻💫 thx Atticus
Thank you for being here 🖤