A chrysalis can look so neat on the outside. Tightly wrapped, poised, dormant.
On the inside, however, a complete unmaking takes place, the caterpillar dissolving completely. It’s messy, undefined, even destructive at first.
In order to make the butterfly, the caterpillar is unmade.
Change is present in all of our lives. Life shifts all the time. Sometimes, these changes are more dramatic than others.
The last three years have been a time of intense change for me, affecting every part of me. It has been a tipping point I had never experienced before. A before-and-after time, a tear ripping right down the middle. An emergence, gasping, from a cocoon of chaos.
I’ve just released a new anthology of poems, quite impulsively, that reflect, broadly, on this time of change for me. It’s called Transitions: thoughts on a tender remaking and is available here, in both Kindle and paperback format.
For those of you who would like to get a copy and have a read, I hope it encourages you. For me, it is an anthology of hope, and hopefully (!) this shines through this small collection of poems.
Lucy Hannah 