"That I am I, I surely know full well," proclaims Gerard D'Arcy Irvine in the opening of his poem "Identity: A Sonnet." Such a proclamation seems obvious to make, so it might lead one to think there's a reason he's compelled to voice this obvious fact. Indeed, the circumstance might be one requiring the poet... Continue Reading →
Break Into Blossom
"Break into blossom." The words of this phrase suggest creation from destruction--a milder version of the Phoenix. Such a contradictory experience is common when living with an ongoing hardship. Sometimes we find that something good emerges from our pain. Maybe this good is a new or renewed relationship, or the discovery of a talent or... Continue Reading →