The week the Coronavirus national lockdown started in the UK, I decided to start a social-media-based poetry project: ‘The #tpomarquarantinepoetry Series’. By the time I announced this on my Instagram profile, I’d been on self-isolation for a couple of weeks and I’d already started struggling mentally: My health anxiety was severely aggravated, I’d not left…
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The Future
Besides the most obvious and irrefutable physical threats to personal health brought about by the COVID-19 pandemic (be those virus or livelihood related), emotions have also become more heightened and gained a much greater sense of urgency. Anxiety, fear, and loneliness are some of the feelings reportedly skyrocketing due to Coronavirus raging across the planet….
To All the Girls I’ve Crushed On
The one where I’m extra swaggy… but also vulnerable and romantic and full of yearning – the kind that comes from the lack of closure (historical and anticipated). This poem goes out to all them (bicurious/closet-case) girls who showed varying levels of romantic/sexual interest, strung me along, were infatuated with me, lusted after me, loved…
Not with a Bang
The title of this poem is taken from T. S. Eliot’s ‘The Hollow Men’, from arguably one of the most overquoted stanzas in the history of poetry: This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper….
Patterns
Written from the prompt ‘the Wheel of Fortune card in the Wild Unknown Tarot’, ‘Patterns’ is the third poem in the Instagram suite of poems, ‘The #tpomarquarantinepoetry Series’. To contextualize some themes in the poem, the following is an interpretation of the card in question: In the Wheel of Fortune card, we find ourselves in…
Where Do We Go from Here?
The second poem for the Instagram suite of poems, ‘The #tpomarquarantinepoetry Series’ was written from the following prompt: Mourning the loss of freedom and adventure. And if you can insert a Buffy the Vampire Slayer Easter egg – given the apocalyptic nature of it all – even better. I wouldn’t dare call the Buffy reference…
Snowflakes
To kick off ‘The #tpomarquarantinepoetry Series’, an Instagram suite of poems, I shared ‘Snowflakes’ – written from the prompt ‘collective grief’. The Coronavirus pandemic has exacerbated anxiety and stress for many. It has also left us feeling a deep sense of sorrow, due to the postponement of our former lives. Concerts, travel plans, celebrations, etc….
The #tpomarquarantinepoetry Series
I was driven to poetry from a very early age as a way of sorting through my emotions and lived experiences. It became therapy to be: Being able to reduce all these crippling feelings to small chunks of text – almost soundbites at times – so that things I had no control over could be…
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