I spend entire days contorting my body, Trying to see behind myself, the path that brought me here. Feeling delicately at the ground with pointed toes As if I could slip perfectly into snowdrift footsteps, never falter, stay within the lines winding back and back through time. But I’m a lumbering beast crashing through this … Read morePut down that weight and rest your arms.
Yesterday saw the passing of one of the great matriarchs of poetry, her voice so embedded in the history and landscape of this country that it is almost impossible to imagine it gone. How do you fill the space once occupied by a luminous giant? How do you describe an aching maw of silence with … Read moreI rise, I rise, I rise.