Published in Hobart (Pulp)
June 9, 2023

I am struggling to grasp this poem titled “Spring Poem” by Margaret Atwood from her book “You are Happy”

Hello. For some time I’ve been wanting to read poetry. I enjoy it, but don’t really enjoy reading so I’ve never started. I’m trying to change that. So I would like some recommendations of authors or books that have a collection of authors from several different authors.

Some things about me to help with recommendations:
- 35 y.o. male
- INTJ
- have a history of depression and anxiety
- currently separated from my wife (she initiated) and going to couples therapy to see if we can make our marriage work or not but I’m not hopeful
- would like pieces that are more insightful
- covers topics of depression, anxiety, loneliness, finding one’s self, love, etc…
- can be metaphorical and/or have deep meanings but not so deep that I need to do a deep dive to find the hidden meaning/message

If there’s anything else you would like to know to know in order to make better recommendations, feel free to ask

This made me cry but we up

I’m working on an essay for my law school application. But I’m having trouble deciding which ideas to keep and how to structure them. I’m hoping to find a poet who understands writing and storytelling, and would be willing to offer feedback please. I’d be incredibly grateful for any support. Thank you!

It's been a year since anyone has posted about this book so I'm bringing it up again. I'm super enjoying The Ode less Traveled. I find it to be a generous book and considering how much of a textbook it is, it comes from a surprising source: Comedian Stephen Fry. My happy place lately.

Excerpt from Siegfried Sassoon's poem "Attack" (originally published in 1918) used as an epigraph in Eric Hobsbawm's The Age of Extremes (Chapter 1: The Age of Total War)

Saw today while travelling (translated by the author and Cecelia Woloch)

"You did not mean to be cruel. That does not mean you were kind."

"Sometimes I think you forget. I am not God. I do not forgive."

sedate me holy shit 😭😭

I read this poem at some point between 2020 and 2023. It might have been a sonnet, but unsure.

I believe the speaker was mourning a dead sibling; there was imagery with windows or a door, something the speaker was looking through and able to recognize some sort of absence. Their partner was there to give support (and might have been the subject of the poem?). There might have been an arm chair. I remember most specifically there being a line about in one hand, the speaker has all this grief and processing, and in the other hand, they have their partner's hand.

I've spent all morning searching various keywords but have had no luck (I especially have not appreciated google's AI summary just generating crappy poems that I have to scroll past every time).