Even though I’m not American, the events of the past week have touched a nerve. It really feels like we’re taking steps back instead of forward. But I do admire the resilience American women (and men) are showing. This poem is for them and for every woman for that matter. Because they all deserve this. … More I want to apologize

The past couple of weeks, I’ve been very busy planning a trip to New York to meet two friends I hadn’t seen in eight years. We’d kept in touch via social media but this was the first time I would actually see them in real life. As the trip came closer, I started to worry: … More Old Friends

Over the past few years, I’ve become a real fan of Wendy Cope’s. This poem just adds to that. It’s a simple setting: Waterloo Bridge after a first date. It’s a simple idea: denying you’re in love, trying to reason it away and finally accepting it. And it’s because of these recognisable elements that you’re … More After the Lunch

I was actually looking for a more light-hearted poem this week, but when I came across this one, I knew I had to share it. The internal struggle between head and heart is depicted beautifully by Dorothy Parker. The logic of the head trying to prevail over the emotions of the heart. I think we’ve … More Interior

Last Sunday, I turned 28. So naturally, when I came across this poem, it felt like fate. Although my life looks different than the life Amy Fleury describes, I could still relate. Because some things are universal. Like dancing in your kitchen on a Friday night. I hope I’ll still be doing that when I … More At Twenty-Eight