PinnedInCatharsis ChroniclesbyA.H. Mehr·Mar 31I Was in Quiet Peace When My Father DiedBecause I wanted his suffering to end and when it ended, I stood there, numb and guiltyA response icon31A response icon31
PinnedInCatharsis ChroniclesbyA.H. Mehr·May 9, 2024Mother’s Day and a BirthdayA grieving daughter grieves againA response icon44A response icon44
InCatharsis ChroniclesbyA.H. Mehr·May 20For the Woman Stranded in LifeFree VerseA response icon34A response icon34
InCatharsis ChroniclesbyA.H. Mehr·May 12The Abruptness of GriefFree VerseA response icon18A response icon18
InCatharsis ChroniclesbyA.H. Mehr·May 3We Poets Never Have It EasyDo we?A response icon33A response icon33
InPaper PoetrybyA.H. Mehr·Apr 26Where I’m FromInspired by Where I’m From, a poem by George Ella LyonA response icon28A response icon28
InCatharsis ChroniclesbyA.H. Mehr·Apr 13I’m the InheritanceFree VerseA response icon24A response icon24
InCatharsis ChroniclesbyA.H. Mehr·Apr 7Sufferance Prods Me (ii)Free VerseA response icon17A response icon17
InCatharsis ChroniclesbyA.H. Mehr·Apr 6Sufferance Prods Me (i)Free VerseA response icon15A response icon15
