I wrote
a poem
and sentenced
myself
to prose
arrest.
Prose arrest
12 Monday Jun 2017
Tag Archives: poet
Youth
02 Thursday Feb 2017
Posted in Opinion, Petit Passages
Tags
change, empowerment, english, inspiration, literature, Opinion, poem, poet, prose, writer, writing, youth
Youth is vitality, excess collagen, fluids and oil from our pores. Our restlessness feels edgeless like the galaxy, scary and exciting like exploding stars, new like unopened books.
Youth is arrogance—we act as if we invented sex, and mock the old for their weary bones. But they were once young like us and was it not from them you and I and our parents sprang?
Youth is rage, against our predecessors’ norms, against our parents’ wishes, against the preachers and teachers who know not what it is to be young today no more than theirs did, against our own better judgement.
Youth is power: it is power harnessed from our vitality, arrogance, and rage. We can change the future because it is ours—because, if not us, who?
Summertime Sadness
08 Tuesday Nov 2016
Posted in Beauty, Petit Passages
Tags
lana del rey, literature, music, musician, poem, poet, poetry, summer, writer, writing
Listening to Lana Del Rey on summer nights: a wearable mood / like slipping on a cloak of indulgent sadness / a shift of persona, swift as Mystique / a sinking and falling into place, like being swallowed into the depths of a dark rose, petals spiralling into infinity / memories unfolding, genuine or embellished, shrinking and blooming like youth on rewind / FIN.
Who said demise was for the fall, and death winter?
25 Tuesday Oct 2016
Posted in Petit Passages
I should like to die on a splendid day at the height of summer, under a radiant blue sky on a bed of flowers. If it were not for my morbid longing for the picturesque, I should not mind expiring as wildlife do, Continue reading
