Jana Satterlund

envious of birds

I wrote my first poem at the age of 10. Although I enjoyed reading and writing poetry, I didn't truly appreciate it until a few years ago. At 21 I started really writing for myself as a release. It has surely become my escape, my late night ritual, my confession. I feel honored to be a part of this…

I envy you, quick flitting bird,
you hold this world at tips of wings.
Oh, to gaze upon your soaring silhouette,
and to hear of wanderings you sing!

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