Today’s poem (from the new book coming out later this year) is about home. Or rather not feeling at home in a place I grew up in. The great thing about adulthood is you get to choose your home. And if that home happens to be thousands of miles away or somewhere where a different language is spoken, sobeit. We all have to find a place to live that fills our hearts with a sense of optimism and joy. I know where I want to live – do you?
If you’d like to get involved and make a donation to the charity MIND – a mental health support charity in England and Wales, I am collecting donations to send to them as part of this “Beat the January Blues” effort, (as well as donating £1 per print copy sold of my next book – ‘Love Poems for people who don’t like being in love II’ – coming later this year -).
I will let you know how much I’ve raised by the beginning of February, and I’ll send MIND the amount I’ve made so far.
If you’d like to also support my work, you can find some suitably lovely rewards for doing so on Patreon here.