Linétte

Joined November 2025

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They say pictures say more than 1000 words. But what is the closest physical thing that can understand and express the soul itself? To me, words are the nearest thing. The soul and nature are connected. With my writing, I explore their bond

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The Artist's Bayou
I’m a tree in the time’s river The current is fast and then slow The water flows and then runs low Time isn’t much of a forgiver
By Linétte about a month ago in Poets
Aging is Like a Tree
Aging is like a tree, And when you are young, you are green Smooth and fresh and full of gleam And also fragile: prone to breaking with ease
By Linétte about a month ago in Poets
Vicious Dance
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight I must dance, there’s no time, no space to waste I can’t stop, I won’t stop until the day I’m great
By Linétte 2 months ago in Poets
Happiness is a long distant memory
Happiness is a long distant memory That grows smaller, that stays further. It doesn’t hop up on the train, unmoving history.
By Linétte 2 months ago in Poets

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The Artist's Bayou

Aging is Like a Tree

Vicious Dance

Happiness is a long distant memory

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