<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2026 03:27:54 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/napowrimo/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[16 Poems I Wrote From 41 to 4/16 for napowrimo]]></title><description><![CDATA[Here are 16 poems I wrote for napowrimo poetry contest, mostly haikus that allow me to focus on writing other lengthier poems for the other days of his month. Enjoy! Originally posted on Ty Writings. Hive]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/engrave/@tylerm25/16-poems-i-wrote-from-41-to-4-16-for-napowrimo</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/engrave/@tylerm25/16-poems-i-wrote-from-41-to-4-16-for-napowrimo</guid><category><![CDATA[engrave]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[tylerm25]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2022 13:50:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2bP4pJr4wVimqCWjYimXJe2cnCgnGqUv1fgXFvqLU9t?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flood Tide]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source flightless bird mired in mud hugging the ground to escape the storm that rages overhead rising waters overflow rocky bank and bridge of sand winds of change lash me spin me about toss me from]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sumayyahsaidso/flood-tide</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sumayyahsaidso/flood-tide</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sumayyahsaidso]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2018 00:42:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNaPs7vzNXHueW5ZM76DSHWEY7onmfLxcK2iNprZcrEJ5atsTWM3h5SEmB2VHoaJVeV9nfMqX9945aLpmnmjLLJzeVozuWpq4JR1DEvGP3fExE?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Monster (20140428)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source monster mantra of self-delusion everyday say its all fine when inside my soul is ripped to shreds and my heart no longer beats there is a monster wearing my skin parading around using my face]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sumayyahsaidso/monster-20140428</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sumayyahsaidso/monster-20140428</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sumayyahsaidso]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2018 19:17:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNaPs7vzNXHueW5ZM76DSHWEY7onmfLxcK2iQGouUN3UvBtw8ctNK9N71YaXPwQg7rxtTeuWpqF6pVnxnmFPK9hLj1TwvHJcrQZHRtTySkV18a?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flag Bearer]]></title><description><![CDATA[This poem originally appeared on Sumayyah Said So as part of National Poetry Writing Month. Image is mine flag bearer pressure to conform to confirm to fail to contradict sitting on my chest and i can’t]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sumayyahsaidso/flag-bearer</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@sumayyahsaidso/flag-bearer</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sumayyahsaidso]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jul 2018 15:54:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNaPs7vzNXHueW5ZM76DSHWEY7onmfLxcK2iQC7oJPAkadmwnH6pmoWRgBzjKZ3kYc1fCM3L8SpzzEZg5foV2Vv5WDA6y3Vq8vBH2x7T1WxDNE?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Evenings in E | NaPoWriMo Day 30]]></title><description><![CDATA[Every eve bees fly, trees sweep the sky when red sphere sets. Felines stretch, they mew, expect feed/ seek shelter where we dwell. They enter, elven eyes peer, fleece sheds everywhere we sweep we sweep]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/evenings-in-e-or-napowrimo-day-30</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/evenings-in-e-or-napowrimo-day-30</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2018 19:12:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNchGPKLQuxAL7oEwDJ42cT977qXjChQC4CZD8kwZzP1LkVtDXYJE96jhHxBf9magxaAkAuoUS7wmAxEz4QHLASiwjudJUYCR8kvnyzKhw1cmc?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Looking for Ideas | NaPoWriMo Day 29]]></title><description><![CDATA[I roam around my house looking for ideas. like I have lost something and then forgotten what I'm searching for. I check between pages of books, and then behind the milk carton in the fridge, I look into]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/looking-for-ideas-or-napowrimo-day-29</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/looking-for-ideas-or-napowrimo-day-29</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2018 20:14:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Winding Roads | NaPoWriMo Day 28]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roads wind and wrap around, (over and under) each other, bringing us again and again to the same places from different routes so we are still lost. sign boards double back upon themselves so we are travelling]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/winding-roads-or-napowrimo-day-28</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/winding-roads-or-napowrimo-day-28</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2018 18:48:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Leaving | NaPoWriMo Day 27]]></title><description><![CDATA[What happens when you leave a place? Do the memories peel off the walls with paint turning to dust, swept away by new hands every morning? Do the trees weep? Do they shed their leaves as tears? Do the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/leaving-or-napowrimo-day-27</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/leaving-or-napowrimo-day-27</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2018 19:02:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[NaPoWriMo: Day 18]]></title><description><![CDATA[Las Vegas When we met you were dropping things out of your pockets like shiny coins. I picked them up: confidence, humor, friendliness, intelligence. As time went on I began to feel lonely without you,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@amberrayh/napowrimo-day-18</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@amberrayh/napowrimo-day-18</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[amberrayh]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2018 01:41:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2r8F9rTBenJR3iqPxDrevHK3vDeQGnHc8Wj8C8neiJgLH2daUDuSJVR7QJLF85DYDYWEvh6wF2nFPZyR5rvxZ3a6Jr3VhN3KooqEB4A76Y1sNreVuCdsjra38YLf2wLvz?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[What the Sunrise Smells Like | NaPoWriMo Day 26]]></title><description><![CDATA[What the Sunrise Smells Like (on the East Coast) Fish. Salt water and soaked sand. The stale whiff of the ocean that lingers in damp clothes. Morning breath and toothpaste hidden under stifled yawns. Sweat.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/what-the-sunrise-smells-like-or-napowrimo-day-26</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/what-the-sunrise-smells-like-or-napowrimo-day-26</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2018 18:40:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNchGPKLQuxAL7oEwDJ42cT977qXjChSmEHkqHPL32uG51KoYcLiLo4uNwZ7vZkBVU7kag41xcGQ5K165ATCBwzpzwXqBpTLWSFgYoDyjj1BPc?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ridleys Return Home | NaPoWriMo Day 25]]></title><description><![CDATA[Turtle hatchlings crawl out of man-made nests, testing out their limbs. They pile on top of each other, sand sticking to their new skin. They fall and tumble and flail about on their backs as they try]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/ridleys-return-home-or-napowrimo-day-25</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/ridleys-return-home-or-napowrimo-day-25</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2018 19:38:21 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Radha Kunj | NaPoWriMo Day 24]]></title><description><![CDATA[Radha Kunj With it’s black metal gate that never quite closes fully. Maybe that’s why the door needs three locks and three steps. My grandmother stands at the open door, with questions about my well-being]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/radha-kunj-or-napowrimo-day-24</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/radha-kunj-or-napowrimo-day-24</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2018 17:57:03 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Tree People | NaPoWriMo Day 23]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is my ode to the standing people, the silent observers of the earth that have watched her children grow. Badam standing at the fork of the road, holding our hearts in a hidden hollow of its bark as]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/tree-people-or-napowrimo-day-23</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/tree-people-or-napowrimo-day-23</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2018 18:18:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNchGPKLQuxAL7oEwDJ42cT977qXjChZBDLLWDPxWwCinYKzH49dcvgZJpbPrF4M15N9Go3pc3c3YG6eQ6AUZBoCg9Dh4YdgmvqFf3JsRgWViv?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Packed Days | NaPoWriMo Day 22]]></title><description><![CDATA[source I plan my days like I am packing for a short trip that warrants a bag just big enough for all the essentials. But I fill it with everything I might (or might not) need, always accounting for the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/packed-days-or-napowrimo-day-22</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/packed-days-or-napowrimo-day-22</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2018 19:18:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNchGPKLQuxAL7oEwDJ42cT977qXjChSipgdVcdkenSYqm1Wa3VbgzqXPUaGtU3Ev8MWyc6367hbnrpS4M4VxbqfL4j6hAHaRkQhYRPyYYE4tN?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flying Sheep  | NaPoWriMo Day 21]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sleep plays with my eyelashes, like kite string, tugging at them to bring lids to a close, but for the past few days I've practiced the art of losing sleep by dancing with words instead of counting sheep.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/flying-sheep-or-napowrimo-day-21</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/flying-sheep-or-napowrimo-day-21</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2018 18:48:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Parts of Myself | NaPoWriMo Day 20]]></title><description><![CDATA[source I am losing memories like parts of myself. They spill out of my mouth with watermelon seeds I'd compete to spit further and further away when I was 7; and drip down my chin and arms with the juice]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/parts-of-myself-or-napowrimo-day-20</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/parts-of-myself-or-napowrimo-day-20</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2018 19:29:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/C3TZR1g81UNchGPKLQuxAL7oEwDJ42cT977qXjChZ63jgeGZvuYEtpLEQVQHvzswfR7o1GMyCMfYraFUrsnXaTiHYebMr8fo2TgTjaQCoKNF7rA6vzC8SpN?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[NaPoWriMo: Day 17]]></title><description><![CDATA[original photograph -Nesting- Dance #2 Feel joy in your ankles, Magic in your knees. Have conversation between the balls of your feet and the ground. Breathe in your pelvis, Hear with your fingertips.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@amberrayh/napowrimo-day-17</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@amberrayh/napowrimo-day-17</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[amberrayh]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2018 21:11:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3W72119s5BjWPGGUiZ9pqnZoj8JHYxCCp9dtn2QVeZSQnt5AxMe2GK4yJT3ct6kEHCNschhV5UQfuEq274C4SR6cNzBdzWQyGP46CRDQ5J7fisefNepQQn?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Inhabiting my Skin | NaPoWriMo Day 19]]></title><description><![CDATA[Artwork by Adrien Mérigeau        My body does not feel like      home today. I fumble     at the door     with the wrong keys,     so I have to jump over the gate     and break down     the back door.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/inhabiting-my-skin-or-napowrimo-day-19</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@karunya/inhabiting-my-skin-or-napowrimo-day-19</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karunya]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2018 18:02:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3W72119s5BjWPGGUiZ9pqnZoj8JHYxCCp9dtn2QVeuWRDQqrFSQF4WnbDkBv8q2PjDFWardj7ASiXtkKWmLkqCX3hsjWeX3dToakJGj3f8pFixSZWKtwYJ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[How to unlearn a language]]></title><description><![CDATA[I would stop right in the middle of the market surrounded by all the words that are yet to be ingested I'd first forget आम the lusciousness of it dripping right down my elbow the sweetness and all the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@shruti.suresh/how-to-unlearn-a-language</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@shruti.suresh/how-to-unlearn-a-language</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[shruti.suresh]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2018 05:52:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[NaPoWriMo: Day 16]]></title><description><![CDATA[original drawing - oil pastels There Is A God Inside of You what kind is up to you vengeful, wrathful, exacting, demanding payment petty, selfish, insular, tormented pitiable, defeated, insane a dancing]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@amberrayh/napowrimo-day-16</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@amberrayh/napowrimo-day-16</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[amberrayh]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2018 01:52:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3W72119s5BjWPGGUiZ9pqnZoj8JHYxCCp9dtn2QVgTU58aCNmgPRiHtrefPcnJ8pNjVTniGPiBh13cdsFnqpwshii7Yqksx1guf32uXF5RnmYXr6KyvRw4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>