City Writing Triumphs

The city hums the way words do, a low‑frequency chorus that makes my notebook feel alive, A stranger’s critique from last month turned my doubts into sharpened stanzas, and now I feel the pulse of possibility in every line I write, I paused to watch a pigeon navigate the gutter, and the image reminded me that even the simplest paths can become art if we let them, Tonight I’m sharing this little triumph, a reminder that the light we chase is often found in the shadows of criticism. #Wordsmith #Growth