The past couple months, our family has been confronted with a lot of illness. Some big, some small. Even though this is a part of life we would much rather skip, it deserves its own place. That’s why I looked into poems about sickness. This one by American poet Tory Dent particularly moved me. I … More us

Some time ago, I read both of Rupi Kaur’s collections of poems. Even though I definitely preferred Milk and Honey to The Sun and Her Flowers, I’ve chosen to share a poem from the latter. It is the one poem of that collection that really stuck with me. Probably because I love the mythological origin … More Our Souls Are Mirrors

On the first day of February, I am of course posting a poem titled February. However, it wasn’t actually the title of this poem that first drew me in. It was the author, Michael Field. He is not one poet, but two. And neither of them were male. Michael Field was the pseudonym of Katherine … More February

The first snow of the year has hit us and it has hit us hard. While I’m not really fond of walking or driving in the snow, I do love watching it. When it falls and after it has fallen. It has the ability to make you marvel at familiar surroundings. It makes them magical. … More Dreams

Frequent visitors of this blog will have noticed that I have started writing short stories. I’ve been writing poetry and prose for some years now, but due to a lack of time (and confidence), I stopped some time ago. But a few weeks ago, I picked it up again. Recent events have made me flip … More It Couldn’t Be Done