I’m tired of the noise in the world—online, in particular. And I’m tired of the noise in my head. That’s why, more and more, I’m turning to poetry.
I want a quiet place to feel something, to be moved.
I want to savour words, not absorb them like machine-gun fire.
I want to be awakened and surprised again.
I want a new way to meet with God.
I want to be changed.
I want art. And I want to make it too.
That’s why, after eight years of writing (mostly) prose online, I’ve decided to focus on poetry.
I’m still very new to it, so I don’t know whether I can actually become a respectable poet, but I’m going to try. It might take a while.
I don’t have any new poems lined up just yet, so I might republish a few of my existing ones. I hope you enjoy them.
Image: ‘The Weeders’ by Jules Breton