Your favorite poet/artist

Ireland is still different from Holland, so maybe I'll see it in a different way but it's nothing for me to worry about right now, as I'm only 15 years young >.< So I'll worry about it when I'm old enough, and make enough money to go there by myself.
Hm, that's interesting, I really had no idea there's a civil war going on in Spain, while most of my friends go there for the holidays xP
To what country will you be emigrating?

They're delicious

You're only 15?! I am 26 now. Yes, the civil war in spain involves a group known as the ETA. The civil war in Ireland is finished. I will be emigrating to England. At the moment, I will be going to York, but this might change.

Why did you join this website? I mean, what is your problem?

Not Holland? I hope that whatever country you end up, it fits you better than Ireland did.

Since this is the internet I guess it wouldn't hurt if I told you, but honestly, I don't know the reason for sure. I'm in a mental hospital, where I get all the help I need, so I tell myself it's just plain interest in psychology (personality disorders in particular). But I can't deny I'm looking for answers too, like most people here. Only, don't know what questions I'm trying to answer yet. But like I said, I'm only 15, so I wouldn't fit a certain profile entirely anyway.
So, how about you?

Hi,

It is better to call a 'mental' hospital a 'Psychiatric' hospital. The word 'mental' can give people bad ideas. Why did you go into the hospital?

Kevin

Ah, that's very good to know, thanks
I don't think the reason I went to the hospital is that important, I'm leaving it in a few weeks too.
May I ask you why you're on this forum?

Why am I here? - I first came here because I was diagnosed with Depression and OCD. However, I then began to learn about other disorders and learned that I have a disorder called Asperger's Syndrome. I became a Moderator 2 years ago and now just try to help as much people as I can.

Do you like football?

I love anything by Sylvia Plath. She had mental disorder as well. Check out Ariel- it's spaced out brilliance.

That last four lines of Ariel are quite - ummm - dark:

The dew that flies
Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red

Eye, the cauldron of morning

Her son recently killed himself too. I have a book of her poems upstairs.

Kevin

It's between Andro and Alice... the other Victorian personality is also great... they're all equally good.


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My all time all time all time favourite poet is Anne Sexton. I love almost all of her poems but this I think is one of my favourites

End, Middle, Beginning
Anne Sexton


There was an unwanted child.
Aborted by three modern methods
she hung on to the womb,
hooked onto I
building her house into it
and it was to no avail,
to black her out.

At her birth
she did not cry,
spanked indeed,
but did not yell--
instead snow fell out of her mouth.

As she grew, year by year,
her hair turned like a rose in a vase,
and bled down her face.
Rocks were placed on her to keep
the growing silent,
and though they bruised,
they did not kill,
though kill was tangled into her beginning.

They locked her in a football
but she merely curled up
and pretended it was a warm doll's house.
They pushed insects in to bite her off
and she let them crawl into her eyes
pretending they were a puppet show.

Later, later,
grown fully, as they say,
they gave her a ring,
and she wore it like a root
and said to herself,
"To be not loved is the human condition,"
and lay like a stature in her bed.

Then once,
by terrible chance,
love took her in his big boat
and she shoveled the ocean
in a scalding joy.

Then,
slowly,
love seeped away,
the boat turned into paper
and she knew her fate,
at last.
Turn where you belong,
into a deaf mute
that metal house,
let him drill you into no one.