Sunday, 11 October 2020 I am always curious whether artists feel it is important for their work to be exhibited; whether it is at all important for others to see, hear, or otherwise experience what they create. As someone interested in psychology and spirituality, I understand a core driver and human desire to be that […]
Author Archives: Vincent
This Poem Is About To Die
This poem will not make it past the following lineSo these were its last words 19/06/2020
Social call (or, ‘I don’t really know what to say to you’)
Heeeeey brooo! What’cha upto, buddy? You busy? You wanna grab a few brews tonight? Chill out? What I want to say: Hey. Thank you for the invitation. I’m just doing a lot of inner work at the moment, you know? I need to rest my body from the wear of my laborious job – where […]
Ordinary and Kind
Take my hand, you who are unimportant and unaccomplished.Insignificant and incomplete. I, too, have accomplished nothing outstanding.Nothing remarkable.Have only grasped at the exceptional. Walk with me, and let us achieve nothing together.Let us breathe the free air.Let us be still. The Man said we’re not enough.The Church said we’re not enough.Society said we’re not enough.I […]
Nostalgia
Nostalgia gives us a second chanceto cherish something we missedthe first time around 20/04/2020
Twentytwenty (a hindsight poem)
I want to give you a hand, a greeting, perhaps a warm smilebut I make up some dangers‘never talk to strangers’Not yet wise enough, for relationships worthwhile I want to tell you we all make mistakes, it’s okaybut I’m not always that niceso from my lips fall adviceNot yet wise enough, to know what to […]
The Fallacy of Being Anything You Want to Be
We don’t talk about our struggles, living in this changed world. Why? Because ‘there is always someone far worse off’. Do you know what my first memory of the word ‘gratitude’ is? Not an utterance of honest appreciation resounding after a refreshing drink of water, nourishing meal, reunion with old friends, sincere accomplishment, or a […]
Living in a Changed World
How do I begin to write about living in a changed world? What do I share? What do I leave out? Why write anything at all? As I slump back onto the couch, laptop humming against my chest, I stare into the grey world beyond my small apartment window; pondering. It is raining softly. For […]