Monthly Archives: November 2015

Words

So, something kind of magical happened yesterday on Twitter. I was looking through my feed when a tweet caught my eye. Click, click, clickety-click, a few minutes later, I was on the author’s blog, reading one of the most incredible poems I’ve ever encountered in my life (find it here at tehlorkay.com; it was written by the lovely Tehlor Kinney).

Tehlor and I got to talking about poetry and coloring books and publishing (as you do), and meanwhile, I tweeted a link to the poem, which deals with miscarriage/stillbirth. As someone who experienced a miscarriage in 2006, Tehlor’s words spoke to my heart. I cried. Really, go read it. Then come back.

Okay, so I tweeted the link. Then, magic. One by one, women began to respond. They replied to the tweet, saying how moved they were by the poem, and each shared her own experience with this kind of loss. Every woman became a pillar of support for the other ladies in the conversation. It was beautiful. There was so much love, so much understanding–and why? Yes, all had suffered the loss of an unborn child–but I think the poem itself is what gathered us together and compelled us to connect; it allowed each of us to spend a few moments with a quiet anguish that never really goes away, and it brought us into a circle of shared experience that would otherwise have remained invisible.

From the depths of unbelievable pain and loss, Tehlor created something beautiful. She shared a piece of herself–her words resonated with others. And I think that’s what bonded us together as women on an otherwise ordinary Sunday evening. The poem was powerful. The words were powerful. Writing doesn’t have to be about loss; the expanse of human emotion is spectacular and vast, as we all know. But the words, the words that connect us and inspire us and crawl into the brightest and darkest places of our hearts–the words are important. They can be beautiful, abstract, layered, esoteric–it doesn’t matter. All that matters is this: when we read, we connect.

So. Hugs to all the ladies who were part of our lovely group yesterday, and hugs to all those with whom Tehlor’s poem strikes a chord (and a big fat thank you to Tehlor, for sharing in the first place). Keep writing, guys. Your words are everything.