Poets bare their natures. Right now mine is stormy with anger.
I don’t want to hide under the blanket.
Like you say….too much going on and the blanket is too damp to ignore.
I relate to your poetry, Daniel.
j.

“Mashed tantrum”….I really like that turn of phrase….

Jacob…
You know, I’m not a particular fan of political poetry, which is why I so enjoyed this piece… especially the logical way you follow the trail to the purloined invitations.
Vol

smells and images merged into a visceral statement about the world

Regards James

thank you for your kind comment, James.
j.

This is one of those pieces that has the soul crying & the mind sighing. So true & so disheartening. This world is at the edge of a cliff & too many just aren’t willing to take that step back. Lemmings…