Oh Gosh, Hello,

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I’m not sure how often I will record again here. And who knows? Perhaps the routine of recording again will be another step I can take to whoever I was/am/want to be. A gentle waltz. 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3.

Just to get this out of the way… this past year or so has been – mental health wise – the worst of my life. Leaving the condo wasn’t possible without great emotional and physical exhaustion. Slowly, as can happen, I am once again healing.

I am writing, of course, and attempting other new and physical/visual rather than verbal art forms – like creating junk journals.

My diary these days, is a three year diary. 4 or 5 short lines a day…no room for overthinking.

That “inability” /decision not to overthink raw emotions is what has drawn me to micro-poetry and 100 word flash fiction. “That moment”.

This wouldn’t be a proper HELLO without some of this stupidity:

Ellespeth ❤️

An Abstract Villanelle

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The other day I was reading a poem by Sylvia Plath. Mad Girls Love Song. Then I listened to a YouTube audio of someone reading it. I drifted away, and wrote this poem. I often do compose these sorts of poems on a moment. I’ll share this one. Unedited so beware:)

An Abstract Villanelle

When do they start
and where?
Those surface cracks.
On a vessel.
Unnoticed.
Except by the vessel.

When do they break
and how?
Those surface cracks.

Until
Broken pieces of a vessel
fall.

Let them stay lying there
broken
pieces of vessel
to be discovered
but
on another day.

Ellespeth

When You Can’t Believe It’s True

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Driving to my first day at a new job. Thinking “this must be some joke thing like War of the Worlds that keeps coming on the radio”. Turning the radio off. Thinking “this is really a disgusting joke”. Arriving to the office. Finding out. Grieving. Still.

Ellespeth ❤️

(photo from article: https://www.cnn.com/interactive/2021/09/us/9-11-photos-cnnphotos/)