Have you ever taken home an object that seemed useless, only to discover meaning in it years later? Read my latest post for The First Day here.
I am very excited to start blogging for The First Day, “a quarterly print journal and online magazine featuring fiction, nonfiction, visual arts, and poetry that highlights the individual experience of beauty, faith, journey, and growth.”
My posts will appear every other Tuesday. The first one, “I Did Not Want This,” is about accepting big life changes.
My first published poem, “Is it because I don’t know how to be alone,” is available now from Almost Five Quarterly. This is the story behind the poem.
My previous apprenticeship in poetry ended with the last of my lovesick college days. After that, I didn’t think myself capable of writing the stuff. So last January, when I started typing what would become “Is it because I don’t know how to be alone,” I thought I was writing flash fiction. The first draft was a long paragraph that I sent to my husband. I said it was a story about a person who discovers she can’t connect with others in the way that she would like. My husband sent the paragraph back to me with line breaks. I think this should be a poem, he said.
“Is it because…” (the title was originally the last line) was written out of the frustration I was feeling at the time—with myself, with my life, with the non-fulfillment of the internet. My feelings were nothing new, not even to me. But that winter I felt lonely and bored with an intensity that frightened me. So I wrote about it. And writing about it became this poem, my first in over seven years.