So my poem Fear has been published in a magazine! The Hourglass magazine is now available in print here.
Some of the proceeds will go to the schooling of less fortunate children in the Philippines. The publishers will donate to a charity, Virlanie Foundation and will also give books to a family support group in Philippine General Hospital during Christmas.
I’m rather excited as it’s my first poem in print! My pen name is Nicolet WW, and it’s the first time I’m seeing it written that way and I’m so excited.
Please do support me by getting the magazine!
Thank you for reading.
For the first post of 2016, I’d like to start with news that I’ve just received, that has blown me away.
Some of the poems that I’ve written, and published in this blog has been accepted for publication in a literary magazine!
I’m like the tide.
I’m pulled and tugged, and laid to rest by you.
Your anger, your sorrows, all your whims and fancy, they are the source of my indecisiveness.
Your cries, they pierce through me.
You cry, and say love me.
Yet when I hold you close, you stab me, you wound me, before you push me away to bleed.
When I hold you, you unravel me, you break me, and you push me away to rot alone.
I’m like the tide.
And you hold power over me.
I would like to say that you’re the moon, the orb that shines in the sky guiding me in the dark nights.
But you’re the one that leads me astray, with lights and illusions, and paths not meant to be taken.
I would like to say you’re the sun, that brings life, that brings light to my life.
But you’re the one that burns me, with your heat and temperament, and you leave me to dry under your gaze.
Like the sun, and the moon, that plays with the tide, you play with my emotions, you play with my life.
I’m like the tide.
And I will not forget your hold over me.
There is not a day that passes that I do not think of you. There is not a day that passes that my heart does not weep for you.
Our roots are tangled up together, our bodies intertwined. There is no escaping fate, there is no escaping reality.
We will never be rid of each other, we will never part for too long. We can only bend away, move away, further and further, our eyes refusing to glance at each other.
Even in death we will meet again.
For you surround me, and I cannot escape.
I am but the tide.
And you are my Sun and my Moon.
Yay! As of 8.30pm on the 21st of November, I’ve validated my novel, and won NaNoWriMo 2015~
So I attended a poetry workshop recently. I wanted to experience how it was going to a poetry workshop and it was pretty interesting.
It was hosted by If Walls Could Talk – Poetry Open Mic, organized by the amazing Ms Melizarani (I love her poems too!).
TL;DR: PRETTY EPIC. YOU SHOULD GO FOR THE OTHER POETRY WORKSHOPS BY IWCT-POM.
Tumblr has the best sources for stuff that I like. I’ve been following some Medblrs, and they’ve come up with a list of books that every doctor should attempt to read.
Being a lover of books, I’ve decided to put the list up in case anyone would like to get them for me *hint*, or if you’d like to purchase them for yourself to enjoy. I’ll probably update this list from time to time too.
But here they are!
1. Every Patient Tells A Story – Lisa Sanders M.D.
2. Informed Consent – Benjamin J. Brown M.D.
3. Medical School Admissions Guide – Suzanne Miller
4. Medical School Interview – Fleenor
5. The Mindful Medical Student – Jeremy Spiegel
6. Med School Confidential – Robert H. Miller
7. Becoming A Physician – Jennifer Danek
8. On Call – Emily R. Transue M.D.
9. Hot Lights, Cold Steel – Michael J. Collins
10. Blue Collar, Blue Scrubs – Michael J. Collins
11. The Night Shift – Brian Goldman
12. The House of God – Samuel Shem
13. Kill As Few Patients As Possible (And 56 other ways on how to be the world’s best doctor) – Oscar London
14. The Secret Language of Doctors – Brian Goldman
15. How Doctors Think – Jerome Groopman
16. First, Do No Harm – Lisa Belkin
17. Better – Atul Gawande
18. Complications – Atul Gawande
19. Being Mortal – Atul Gawande
20. The Checklist Manifesto – Atul Gawande
21. The Real Doctor Will See you Shortly – Matt Mccarthy
22. Final Exam: A Surgeon’s Reflections on Mortality – Pauline Chen
That’s all for today’s random blog post.
Thank you for reading!
My memories of the past
Have always contained you
At the heart of it all
For you built my core.
In the present filled with pain
I cannot fathom why
Where has the you gone?
The you that I knew so well.
You were my light
So benevolent and kind
You taught me to live
And I would live for you.
Yet I am led to believe
That I’ve been wrong all along
That maybe you’ve always hurt
Covered in despair and darkness.
I was blinded by your pretense
Of alrights and I’m fine
I saw only what I wanted to see
Never the pain you hid inside.
My eyes were blinded
To the real you that hurt me
I tried to believe instead
That you were just drunk on lies.
I cannot look away now
I cannot unhear
The truth of the words you spill
From your lips that smells like alcohol.
I mourn for the you
That shined so brightly before
The you that I hope
Was not a lie from the start.
Today, like any other day
I thought of you and I cried
And you are so far away.
There are too many miles between our hearts
Too many hurdles to overcome
Too little words between us
Not spoken in anger and regret.
With one word from you
I would throw it all
Just to be back with you.
Even though I know
This peace won’t last
Because you are who you are
And I too, am who I am.
We will not fight anymore
Only tears left drying
On tombstones in graveyards.
I hunger for love
Your love is like the rain
Sometimes it pours
It doesn’t rain at all.