I have been absent and reticent on pretty much every social media source that I used to enjoy filling up with my presence. This strange, no longer awkward hesitation to post, share, publish, dragged me much deeper than I thought and instead of creating content just to stick to a schedule, with no heart in it, I postponed. I remember last year my mind trembled from a load of ideas and my body from enthusiasm. New projects that I finally had extra time for were completed in a matter of days. Words were flowing, catching up with imagination, and all I had to do was to write them down.

Glossa to Emily Dickinson's "It's all I have to bring today."
Publishing a poem for the very first time in this blog. I thought of an unbearable cold, an inevitable desire to escape it, and trees, alleys of blooming trees.