Dialectic is an anthology of 18 poems and is a cathartic attempt to journal some of my intrusive thoughts and yearnings. Dialectic, like the word insinuates, is a bold attempt at stirring up conversations and raising awareness over contentious issues like the Sewol Ferry disaster; Female Genital Mutilation; the apocryphal history of African textured hair; Japan's phone booth that carries voices into the wind to the dead; fatphobia; invisible domestic labour of women; about what's it like to be in a mature adult relationship, some of them based on true stories; memories of the inner child; sparing moments to be absolutely free, an arch nemesis, self-consciousness, about the dilemma of giving alms to hijras; and a couple of poems written in my teenage years. It is a quest to manifest the philosophy of the archaic African word - Ubuntu, which reminds us that 'I am what I am because of who we all are.'
""Serenity, learning, grief and nature. Ever find yourself wondering what your purpose is during this lifetime? These moments are captured in this collection. Moments you may strongly identify with. Others you may find completely unusual.""
what do you think is inside a mentally ill brain? Is it all chaos, well the answer is Yes and No. It's all creative chaos.
As a kid, I dreamed of moving to New York City. I've done it. Here are some poems about how I've felt in my first 2 months.
Here are 21 poems exploring and reflecting on memories, the moments of joy and frustration, hope and sorrow that keeps us up at night.
""Complex Regional Pain Syndrome is a curious beast. It's not very well known and is incredibly rare and difficult to treat. A person in one of my support groups once asked everyone, """"What was your trigger? How did CRPS become a part of your daily struggle? """"Answers varied from an injured limb to various surgeries, and even after a tattoo in one case. Some arose as a result of simple accidents around the home.My triggering event happened due to the most mundane of everyday activities. I opened a door at work. As I pulled the handle towards myself, a heavy gust of wind blew it almost shut. The shock of the slam that would have happened if I had not been grasping the handle went through my wrist - and tore the delicate cartilage around the joints that provided balance to my hand. The official injury title that was bestowed upon me was a triangular fibro cartilage complex tear in two places. The pain I experienced was immediately disproportionate to the injury itself. The only silver lining at the time was that my injury occurred at work - making me eligible for worker's compensation. Mercifully so, the universe decided to provide a small quantum of solace in the form of continued financial support from my wages, and my medical expenses were covered completely. Because of this small miracle, I have access to the best medical care money can buy - for now. Eventually, I would be on my own, as the money available ran out. Until then, I had more support than most, for which I am incredibly thankful.Truth be told, it's nearly impossible to know exactly why myself and my fellow sufferers contracted CRPS. The triggers can be a result of almost anything - even an innocent paper cut. Because there's no smoking gun, and many physical symptoms don't show until the condition has well and truly taken hold, Complex Regional Pain Syndrome is incredibly difficult to diagnose. I was lucky. My symptoms were severe enough in the initial stages that my medical team was able to quickly identify the cause of my pain. Because of its early detection, I am in the best possible position to respond well to treatment. Many people are not so fortunate.Advanced cases of CRPS can lead to permanent disfigurement of affected limbs, muscular atrophy, loss of bone density, and even organ failure. The condition has the potential to spread to seemingly unrelated areas of the body (the opposite limb in my case - both arms are now affected from shoulder to fingertips) with the potential to go full body from the slightest future mishap or surgery. We are cotton wool people. We are forced to live in a bubble of our own design, for self-preservation.This is not a tale of woe, or even of caution. The odds of what happened to me and my fellow sufferers happening to someone else are astronomical. I'm simply trying to raise awareness for a very rare condition. On the McGill Pain Scale we sit right at the top with a score of 42, above amputation, unplanned childbirth, and phantom limb pain, and until advanced enough to offer little hope for remission - our pain is completely invisible.""
This compilation of short poems is a peephole into my life. Existence makes for great writing material. Every poem in this book is a reflection of an experience I had. Take what you want from them, leave the rest behind.
This book is a compilation of a few of the poet's favourite poems. While the themes vary, one common thread running through each of them is the effort to look at life from a different perspective. Hypocrisy has been one of the poet's favourite subjects to write about, which may appear every now and then as a subtle satire. But it is not meant to be a rant or a complaint. Rather the poet, quite foolishly, tries to make a discordant effort to share his perspectives with whoever is willing to listen. Doubtlessly, it is the cacophony of a solitary fool.
""A diary of sorts, following a young heart navigating love, loss and everything in between.A few silly ones are thrown in at the end if that's more your jam.""
This book is about the experiences, beliefs and feelings that made Malcom who he is today. It shows the journey of Malcom through his written word and will delve into the fascinating but also horrendous culture and history of African people worldwide. Here you will not only learn new and exciting things about Malcom's life but also experience the environment around him.
A collection of poems entangling an array of feelings, shared yet experienced, in ways of our own. Emotions and events expressed through may different art forms for centuries intertwined in the words of new stories and feelings. A journey through light and darkness, love and loss and night and day, the stories inside of these words is something that in your mind will stay like embers burning for eternity.
""Wintercearig is an Old English word that literally translates to 'winter-care'. It's a metaphor for the strength of your sadness, which is as strong and never-ending as the bitter cold of midwinter. This is a collection of the emotional honesty of loss.""
This work is a variety of short poems exploring different poetry styles and structures. Written by 10 year old Logan, draws on nature, colour and things around him to inspire his writing.
A collection of thoughts, feelings, revelations, contemplation, and appreciation.
This book contains my heart and everything it has felt deeply in life so far. The emotions which were allowed to be felt and expressed, and the ones which were denied their existence. The thoughts which were too loud to be said and too quiet to be heard at the same time. The laughter, the tears, the anger and the pain, basically every feeling desperate to find an expression, found an expression in this book. Life has its own way of unfolding and unraveling into new dimensions and experiences every day, few days are difficult, few are easy, few have the capability to break you down and few give you the courage to get up and keep going. Hopefully, every reader can find something in here to connect with and know it's okay to be not okay sometimes and it's okay to have questions about everything you have known and believed in. Curiosity to question your belief system is good, it might feel a little unsettling in the beginning but maybe in due time, it will lead to new thoughts and beliefs and transform into a solid foundation of principles that are completely your own.
""i walk so fast it turns to a run. barefoot, blind, my back facing mountain tops, the ones which have tried towering over me since the age of thirteen. i left some time ago towards the fine, feminine sea.each step, stripping me into fragments of radiancy. the fog settles, the air thins, my heart quickens as i approached the divine and the different.where am i to go? where have i since been?but a girl, searching through the unknowndiscovering love and hatred and truth ;where would i be, without all of you?""
Leading up to More is a collection of poetry that brings you on a journey through the multiple stages in life. It challenges you by reflecting on the innocence of childhood, the devastation of heartbreak, and the desire for a new beginning. What Led to More asks the taxing question, "How many different versions of you are there?" and "Will there be more?"
If you're looking for insight into life, you're in the right place.
""Reflections on the past, present, and future. A journey through the many ups and downs of life: the struggles we fight through, the challenges we face and overcome, and the lessons we learn. Through the feelings of love and loss, happiness and despair, and purpose and futility, we are continuously molded and shaped. Sometimes we find ourselves crafted into reflections of us that we no longer recognize, while other times it's as if we were specially sculpted by Michelangelo himself. Regardless of the shape we find ourselves in, by reflecting on the seasons of life we've been through, along with considering who we are presently, we can better control and direct the lives that await us in the future and the versions of ourselves that we want to be.""
Being a single mother is a very hard job. You're no longer just mom but also dad too. However through it all, children are at the center of the struggle and turmoil. These poems showcase a daughters thoughts and feelings during those times. As well as her resolution after the fact.
""It starts in smoke...Then moves back and forth between this world and the next, delivering bottled messages of your sins and mine. It blesses the water, dreams of sanctuary and pens poetry of tenacity and grit. It moves through time, communes with spirits long since past, and plays hopscotch in rhyme formation. It scrawls in the margin. It kisses the flowers in spring, and makes mirrored images of your fellow man. It's honest in its blasphemy, bold in its audacity and ends in a place like home.""
""A challenge of 21 poems in 21 days. A little bit of everything.Some are revisited and revised, some are very personal, others are every day thoughts and the rest are, completely random. All of them are me!""
""reimagining the past is easy; it is facing the future that is hard.but -you will always miss what's in front of you if you are always looking back.""
In this small volume of original English poems, the poet finds inspiration from her everyday environment - grass, pebbles, butterflies, a cat, pot plants, a vacuum cleaner, a pen. These ordinary things become vessels for a quiet, meditative poetry of gratitude for small blessings.
"A Gem's Path" covers the topics of love, family, friendship, heartbreak, self-love, identity, and depression.
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