I know I’ve been quiet on here for a while after announcing I was on Patreon, which is why I wanted to post this quick update to tell you about a new patron benefit I’m excited about, and might be the best time to become a patron. Starting October 26, 2020, and going until aboutContinue reading “New Patron Benefit!”
It’s starting to feel like every day is losing its magic. That’s why 2020 is the year I’ll write my book of poetry.
April is National Poetry Month. It’s also my birthday month. At the start of this year, I had started planning for this month with excitement about my poetic endeavors. Now that we’re here, there’s less excitement as there is heightened resolve to do this work that I do. As we face a new and complexContinue reading “National Poetry Month”
As fear and anxiety spreads, I wanted to try to give people comfort and hope through poetry.
I believe in the power of poetry to change the world—not in the form of large, over-orchestrated, time-consuming, and costly acts, but in the simple act of stopping, slowing down, and being thoughtful and observant in our day-to-day.
We want poetry that brings meaning to our lives, that helps us understand. That everything has meaning, even amid the chaos.
The poetry we want on our shelves is not only the poetry we want to go to time and time again, but also poetry that is beautiful in form.
The lines are short and poignant, and break where they make you think.
But also, the poetry you want on your bookshelf is the poetry that is beautiful in physical form—pages you want to run your fingers over, spines you want to line up along your wall, and words that sink into the paper as much as they sink into your heart, mind, body, soul.
Poetry, at its heart, is about articulating what you can’t put into words. Poetry goes deep, to the heart. Poetry is a stranger who “gets you”—wholly and without judgment. Poetry is connection.
You will hate poetry if you don’t know how to read it. Or, at least, you will like fewer poems than you would if you knew how to read it. But you don’t have to love all poetry. I don’t. The key to poetry—reading or writing it—is to never force it. As I stated inContinue reading “How to read poetry when life gets in the way”