Whispers Of Stardust In The Night feels like sinking into a memory, a hushed, bittersweet re-visitation of a moment when the quiet of the night held profound secrets. It’s a collection that understands how certain encounters, touched by magic and stillness, can irrevocably alter who we are, leaving us forever changed by their starlit whispers.
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This new collection, Whispers Of Stardust In The Night, feels like a true sister to Waking Up From A Strange Dream. While that one explored the edges of consciousness, this one pulls us deeper into the night, specifically into those "hushed hours... when the world is draped in shadow and silence reigns". It’s a collection that draws you, like a moth to a flickering flame, back to a "bittersweet, rustic memory from the year gone by". It’s about those particular echoes that only come alive when everything else is still.
There was this moment, you see, after which "nothing remains quite the same". It was as if, at one singular point in time, we actually managed to "coax the stars themselves into whispering secrets in the quiet of the night". These poems are my recollection of that extraordinary encounter, a testament to the magic that just exists in stillness, and a gentle reminder that in those rare, luminous moments, we truly are "forever changed". It's about how those seemingly small, silent moments can shift your entire world.
As you wander through the collection, you'll find pieces like "DIVINE PREMONITION," "LOVING YOU," and even the raw emotion of "KALEIDOSCOPE SHATTERED". There's also "STRING TOO WEAK (W/ COMMENTARY)," which feels particularly vulnerable, alongside reflections like "MY MIND AND YOU" and "TO FEEL EMPTY AGAIN". Each title, for me, holds a fragment of that stardust, a whisper from a memory that just couldn't stay hidden
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