National Poetry Day

National Poetry Day

It is National Poetry Day, I am very tired. Here are some of my favourite poems:

Buddy Wakefield – We Were Emergencies

Buddy Wakefield is extremely special to me. I discovered his work a few years back and all of it, but especially this, really hit the core. Buddy Wakefield writes bravely, bluntly but with hope. He is sentimental but razor-sharp and I cannot get enough.

“Tonight, poets, turn your ridiculous wrists so far backwards
the razor blades in your pencil tips
can’t get a good angle on all that beauty inside.
Step into this
with your airplane parts
move forward
and repeat after me with your heart:
I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hated myself.
Make love to me
like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.”

Neil Hilborn – OCD

I have OCD. This is horribly spot on. In every way. It’s gorgeous, it’s accurate and it crushes me every time.

“How can it be a mistake that I don’t have to wash my hands after I touched her?
Love is not a mistake, and it’s killing me that she can run away from this and I just can’t.
I can’t – I can’t go out and find someone new because I always think of her.
Usually, when I obsess over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin.
I see myself crushed by an endless succession of cars…
And she was the first beautiful thing I ever got stuck on.”

Sabrina Benaim – Explaining My Depression to My Mother”

This poem is art. The performance, the vocabulary and the naked, raw emotion… All I could really think about when I first heard this was how much I appreciated her being so brave. I felt like I’d stepped into Sabrina’s soul but she was speaking the words that I have spoken, that my friends have spoken. Just not quite as beautifully.

“Anxiety is the cousin visiting from out of town that depression felt obligated to invite to the party
Mom, I am the party, only I’m a party I don’t want to be at
Mom says why don’t you try going to actual parties, see your friends
Sure I make plans, I make plans I don’t want to go to
I make plans because I know I should want to go I know sometimes I would have wanted to go
It’s just not that fun having fun when you don’t want to have fun Mom”

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