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Toni Prehoda Kahler's avatar

After reading these 10 poems, I truly appreciate your many clustered layers. After reading them again, I imagined you like a whole flock of birds---complex and honed to a fine whir of motion---taking flight no matter what the weather... sunlight glinting gold off all those wings.

I sense the cycling of bipolar just in the order you placed each poem. Wow.

When I got to "Depression", strangely, I found myself smiling---even a little laugh---all because the image is in rhyme and it felt odd and opposite of the meaning, and so I felt it more---felt kinda thrown off center. Wow.

Thanks for these---each one a window. Thanks for letting us peek in, again and again. "Crossing" is so very vulnerable...

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Karlynn Moller's avatar

Wow. Just wow. As someone missing about 20% of my brain, some of this hits hard. To be honest, I don’t know I want my brain to be whole. The mere thought scares me a bit. I wouldn’t be me with a whole brain. I try to imagine it, but can’t. Depression. Oh, depression. For me, sleep is the only thing that seems to make me numb enough to survive it. My pillow and my head have often been one.

Thank you for your raw and honest gifts that you share with us. It makes you special.

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