This is a style of poetry after the poet, Wendy Cope from ‘The Uncertainty of the Poet’. It was strange to do, but interesting. Only when you find yourself do you begin to grow Only when you grow do... Continue Reading →
Is there beauty in suffering? Is there greatness at the end of pain? Great men and women tell stories of having emerged from the fire. I find myself travelling the same road-but not by choice. These men and women grew... Continue Reading →
