You’ve got to write it all down

The unexamined life’s no different from … More

The Thing Is

The Thing Is to love life, to love it evenwhen you have no stomach for itand everything you’ve held dearcrumbles … More

When I am Asked When I am asked how I began writing poems, I talk about the indifference of nature. … More

I have walked into the grief. I have walked into brave space, mine and others’. I have sat in … More

Courage It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. … More

The grief keeps on coming. Though I write from my place of privilege, of safety, it still feels relentless. … More

On the Edge After your mother dies, you will learn to live on the edge of life, to brace … More

Writing my way through bereavement I don’t approve of death. I’m with Edna St Vincent Millay: I am not … More