
Mastering the Pen by Ellie Augustin | One Poem Only
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Mastering the Pen
Ellie Augustin
I learned the weight of a pen
the way warriors learn steel
not in theory,
but in the quiet repetition
of showing up again.
By survival.
In my hand, it is not delicate.
It is trained.
It knows how to press into a sentence
and when to lift,
how to cut cleanly
without tearing the page.
I learned this among books.
Among shelves that hold
what others survived long enough to say.
Among spines that stand upright
after everything it took to write them.
This is where I am safest
inside ink…
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