What does it mean to have bipolar disorder?
I was diagnosed with Bipolar I in college. After a clear manic episode while going to Temple University, a psychiatrist working on the campus prescribed me a mood stabilizer, along with the depression and anti-anxiety medications I was already taking.
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Since I’ve been writing more poetry, I’ve been reading more poetry lately. I’ve read some newer stuff, but I’ve also been reading many of the classics, including William Blake, T.S. Eliot, and W.B. Yeats.
I recently read an anthology of 20th century American poetry that was comprehensive regarding the poets it included. One of the poets that struck me the most was John Berryman, and the anthology included poems from his much-celebrated volume called The Dream Songs.
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This is a photo originally of the Parthenon in Nashville, TN, from a trip Rachel and I took in 2019. I’m hoping we can get back to Tennessee soon to see her family! Anyway, I like the green color in this distorted graphic. For whatever reason, the waviness and distortion of the image reminded me of a visual representation of radio static, hence the title.
Snow-piles freeze in winter,
turning gray like big storm clouds
that threaten bad weather.
Continue readingMore graphic art! I took this Wikimedia Commons image of Franz Kafka and played around with it. I like the spirals in the background, and the red hue was my favorite of the colors.
The old man speaks of phantoms. He lay on his death-bed, and his face is ashen and sickly.
“Our home,” he says, “it’s haunted. Haunted by my sins. Haunted by my father’s sins, and his father’s sins.”
“What do you mean?” I ask.
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