All posts filed under: Poetry

You delve in your heart,

you search for answers without finding clarity. A change in your reality demands that you accept death within yourself, death within the story of your life. Change, even good change, comes with loss, grief, and a flood of tears. You change. You lose part of your identity. Everything that you lost becomes a memory. There’s nothing you can do to recreate the past version of yourself and the past version of your life story. Change demands you to grow, to let go of what no longer is, and to accept the new season of your life. The grief that comes with change teaches you something about life: how to have a sense of humor when the struggle is real, how to live with all of the questions that you can’t find the answers to. Letting go of your old self, of your old life story–however painful–is necessary to help you welcome new experiences into your life. To help you welcome experiences that you never thought were possible. Like breaking in new shoes, the new you, …

On Polishing Dusty, Old Poems

Last week, I felt a desire to finish two poems that had been in the draft folder for more than a year. Finishing these two poems allowed me to let go and move on (hopefully into more poetry writing). One poem is about my experiences of working as a pharmacy technician and the other about how thoughts can keep me awake at night and how they sometimes become louder than the sounds coming from the world. They’re written in a stream-of-consciousness style. Polishing & Submitting These poems were inspired by a poem I’ve mentioned quite a bit on this blog: Louise Gluck’s “October”. Gluck uses the questioning technique throughout it. The two poems that I wrote also use questioning. I’d stacked a lot of questions, and I decided to connect the questions with commas, so that there’s only one question mark until the end of the poem. I did this after reading advice from an editor who said that connecting all of the questions with only one question mark would have a better effect. Blogging …