Our poetic prompt for March was angels.
Rilke also famously said, upon quitting therapy, that he did not want to chase away his demons lest his angels flee him too.
Angels are surprising. Alarming. Unsettling. Captivating.
The writing life should be simpler than this, right? No, it’s not easy, and it never will be. Because we want to be famous. And that’s good, and not.