Another year, another month of poetry. #
Writing last year was lots of effort in my head, and very little once I started. I finally proved to myself that I don’t need to be depressed to write poetry, and to write poetry I’m proud of. (Not that it’s any good! Just that I’m happy :) #
This year, I want to write entirely in Konkani. I miss the language, and I think I will never speak it as much as I want to (for lack of people to talk to in it) - but maybe knowing I can write in it (sans a culture of reading, writing, a grammar, or an alphabet) will ease the ache in my heart. #