Found words: Poetry from the news

I am listening as I write this, expanding, willing to life. Time, offering her space, shows what’s important but I am guilty of platitudes and cover downs.The effort to mirror with respect is the sensitivity of art, to perceive the world through layered ways, to balance relevance and wonder, in recognized resilient realising.Disappear to find…

Mindscapes

Often, words feel inadequate, or too conclusive, to express the range and depth of my emotional landscapes. I suppose that’s why the dark horse is nameless. Life right now feels like coming awake from a bad dream and realizing it was all a terrible joke I played on myself. There’s been a lot to process and I need to make use of every possible technique in my expanding toolkit in order to hold a clear enough view to make it through a day.

Sleeping my way through it….

Sleep is the only thing on my mind these days. I have skipped work, and instead slept this whole week. My room seems like a prison at these times. The only consolation is Noah is sleeping too, close by. Sleeping through my days is for me an almost certain indication that I’m falling into a…

Anatomy of a Reading Spell

I had the most beautiful but brief reading spell last month. While my menagerie of books gather dust, those few days were a reminder as to why to be able to read is central to my well-being. Like a quick spell of summer rain that transforms a parched landscape, I caught up with a few…