Poetry

“I saw your rise, and missed your fall. I couldn’t have caught you if I tried…”

"Pain can't touch me no more, For I am free, I am free, I am free..."

During war and winter, can hope shine through?

A psychiatrist's thoughts and reflections after the week's news.

"But Who am I kidding? The weekend was about Basketball."

"All anyone wants to know is when spring will get here..."

Using words and music to help heal...

"...they’ve returned like songbirds, exhausted from flight but wild to swagger the songs they carry..."

An adolescent psychiatric RN shares “Heavy Damage,” a poem about managing grief after losing a loved one to suicide.

"...so close that your emissions of carbon are mine, so close your sea rises with my heat.”

Frank Clark, MD, may have made history this weekend with an epic musical and poetry performance.

Reflecting on the alarming rates of suicide among Black individuals.

"...barriers that create space for healing placed close enough to hear everyone’s cries of longing and love..."

It's beyond time to sound the alarm...

"Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things..."

"He manages like somebody carrying a box that is too heavy, first with his arms underneath..."

The poetic and artistic reflections from 2 psychiatrists serve as a good reminder to us all.

"...barriers that create space for healing placed close enough to hear everyone’s cries of longing and love..."

One psychiatrist offers hope and a prayer for humanity as we enter the New Year.

"...Love can't block a bullet, but neither can it be shot down..."

"And with one slow blink my reality shifts..."

What can we learn from our deepest thoughts?

Final thoughts on 2021 as we say goodbye to another tumultuous year and look ahead with hope...