Hi Do U Know Any Poems On Trauma?

Hi do u know any poems on trauma?

hi, you could try looking through my tags #the great wound, #the body as a haunted house, or #la sonnambula which encompass trauma + trauma responses. you could also check out andrea gibson’s collection of poetry called the madness vase, mahtem shiferraw’s collection called your body is war, tara hardy’s my, my, my, my, my, ada limón’s bright dead things, tarfia faizullah’s seam, or alice notley’s in the pines. and finally a few poems below the cut:

“The violence we read about goes down. To trace some kinds I’ve known, I’d have to violate telling; because violence doesn’t always proceed directly from body to body. It flows from the heart to as far as the heart can’t see.”

alice notley, from in the pines; “the black trailer”

nikki giovanni, from “crutches”

tara hardy, “my, my, my, my, my”

h.d., from “envy”

marie howe, “magdalene: the addict”

mahtem shiferraw, your body is war; “your body is war (ii)”

ada limón, “before”

“What do I do with the loss I have? you ask. Now that I have survived, I have this.”

alice notley, from “in the pines”

“Poems are nearer to prayers than to stories, but in poetry there is no one behind the language being prayed to. It is the language itself which has to hear and acknowledge […] In all poetry words are a presence before they are a means of communication”

— John Berger, from And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos (Pantheon Books, 1984)(via soracities)

“If grief can be a doorway to love, then let us all weep for the world we are breaking apart so we can love it back to wholeness again.”

— Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants (2013, p. 359)

i think these go hand in hand <3

— “small kindnesses” by danusha laméris

— ross gay, from the book of delights

hi :) i love your blog so very much. i can’t sleep and im feeling horrifically anxious and i was wondering if you have any words that i can use to wrap myself around. anything that feels like being held ♡

Callista Buchen, “Taking Care”

Pat Schneider, “The Patience of Ordinary Things”

Kim Hye Rim

“Come, let’s stand by the window and look out / at the light on the field. / Let’s watch how / the clouds cover the the sun and almost nothing / stirs in the grass.”

Danusha Laméris, The Moons of August; “Thinking”

Heather Christle, “Then We Are in Agreement”

Holly Warburton

Ross Gay, from The Book of Delights 

Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

Bernadette Mayer, from The Way to Keep Going in Antarctica

Ben McLaughlin, The Train

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Joy Harjo, from “For Calling the Spirit Back from Wandering the Earth in Its Human Feet”

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