At this time, Fear is pervasive.
We must recognize fear as the emotion beneath all other emotions – from anger to anxiety to grief and shame. How do we give ourselves permission to feel fear?
We repress and preoccupy ourselves in order to cope and control our fear. What happens when we name it by giving language to our fear?
Yet when we struggle to find words for our fear, how does our fear manifest in our bodies and ways of being?
Thus, poetry offers voices and language to name our unspoken thoughts and complex emotions?
Brene Brown notes how paradoxical our feelings can be pleasant and unpleasant, particularly depending on our energy.
So, a colleagues says we are starting the year with fear and photography. My mind went to short story’s but he was thinking poems. My covid anxiety brain said best for me to Google. (I’ve never been one for recitation, but wish I could.)
Poetry - in a Time of Covid 