Sunday, May 9, 2021

Spirits by John Drudge

A sense
Of connection
A taste of being
Safest
When the self
Falls apart
Liquefied and fluid
Immersed
In deep frenetic activity
A lift off of energy
And gusting winds
Through minds 
Screaming at large
Into seas strewn over
With waves of joy
And swells 
Of bearable death






John is a social worker working in the field of disability management and holds degrees in social work, rehabilitation services, and psychology.  He is the author of three books of poetry: “March” and “The Seasons of Us” (both published in 2019) and New Days (published in 2020). His work has appeared widely in numerous literary journals, magazines, and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children.


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