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Sat, Jul. 9th, 2016, 10:02 pm

the clouded sky makes no room
    for   sun
or warmth—this place is dark,


     gray waters lie still   as the mist drifts
                              softly and covers the
            l a n d s c a p e;

brown leaves
      a quiet breeze
         a n d





there is nothing


Let it all die.
Let the autumn leave  

Sat, Jan. 1st, 2011, 05:12 pm

For those of you who don't have a livejournal account but check here periodically, note that I have changed my name from "sa7ra" to "bitsofbeauty".

It's a little new years present I've decided to give myself.

Fri, Dec. 17th, 2010, 10:47 am
Life has taken many unexpected turns:

Montreal- (my love)
I have left the only place that came close to feeling like "home". I will never again belong.

I will never forget the dirty streets, the floating snow, the hush of January and those lovely lampposts outside my poorly insulated windows. I will agonize over those far-away days for many years still. 


Sweden- (oh, sweet isolation)
I have been living in Stockholm for some months now and have fallen in love with the early snow of its winters, the dark (and darkening) days and this feeling of being "really far", "on the other side of the world", "alone". 

It surprises me how thankful I am for the darkness. The sun rises under my watchful eye at 8:30am. There will be light for the next 6 hours. 

Now is the perfect time for a fresh start. 


New life- (strange beauty)
I have been marveling in the joys and sorrows of motherhood. These feelings inside me: they make me ache and smile with a whole new state of bliss I never knew existed.

I protect and nourish him and patiently await his arrival early next year. 

I hope he inherits much of his father: grounded, rational and forever at peace with life. 


Wed, Dec. 9th, 2009, 10:22 am

this vast
white distance
between us
is beautiful

but unbearably cold

Thu, Nov. 26th, 2009, 06:22 pm

i’ve come to love these unpredictable disquiets between us

Sat, Oct. 31st, 2009, 11:48 pm

the storm came unexpectedly

and I, a lone
stood under the black skies
as the trees surrendered their
sopping, heavy leaves
to a wild autumn

Fri, Oct. 16th, 2009, 11:57 pm
for you

i have tucked away a maple leaf in my fraying copy of savage beauty. a perfection of bright reds and oranges, it floated through the autumn wind and rested in my hair as i lay reading under its mother-tree (on a particularly crisp tuesday morning last week). it will remain there, amidst Millay's beautiful words, until the white, winter days of december.

Thu, Oct. 15th, 2009, 02:37 pm
Autumn has arrived

The Canadian Geese are long gone

The squirrels no longer
stir at the foot of the Maple Trees

and I have unpacked my red scarf
for a month of leaf-picking along
the mountain-edge of beautiful Montreal

Thu, Oct. 8th, 2009, 11:18 am

the phone call came today, finally,
and though it's a month late
it made all the difference in the world

Mon, Aug. 24th, 2009, 11:50 am

In October,
where the wind blows in stark,
cold breezes and where the trees shiver
and shed
upon these increasingly silent streets,
the world is infinitely bare
and autumn a gentle

The lust ridden
spring with its vibrant greens
is gone. And where love once floated
--like sheer, white dandelion seeds
in bright, yellow fields--
rests now.

But it will arrive again here,
amongst these trees
that bob up
like skeletons. Now,
amidst this barren,
autumn-browned world where nothing
else remains.

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