On Our First Loves In Writing — And Why They Still Have Value

keats first loves in writing second attempt

John Keats was someone for whom, and around whom, my life revolved for a certain period of time in my early twenties. And because we don’t often acknowledge who we were or have been enough when we think of who we are, I want to tell our story.

By our story, I mean both I and Keats story and I and poetry’s story, for they intersect quite a bit. 

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On Mysticism & Darkness: How Poetry, Mysticism, and Nothingness Intersect


A few years ago, I went through a period where I could not write.

I was severely depressed for over a year and lived in a kind of waking agony. And because sadness is about the absence of what you love and value, I could not write.

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