Human Rights and Mental Health
My weekly poem post will be delayed at least one more day while I continue to mourn the death of my father. I’m not really functioning right now, and don’t have it in me enough to mask enough to put together a coherent poetry post. I’ll see you all in …
I really wasn’t happy with this week’s poems until I started putting them together until I realized I did a really good job with a lot of hard words to work with. What do you think?
Discomfort is, well, uncomfortable, so we have a tendency to want to push it away. Here are some other things you can try instead.
This week’s poems didn’t come easily to me. I’m a creature of habit and my week was disrupted by holidays and company and other stuff. So lots of haiku, in an attempt to regain structure. Please comment to let me know what you think.