Inventing Joy

Necessity, says the proverb, is the mother of invention. Joy too is a necessity, particularly in a world so conscious of regrets and anxieties. This short collection of poems considers that necessity and the obstacles in its way: exile, distance, haunting, identity, despair, killing… the list goes on. Maybe there's a joy in simply articulating and locating such occasions. So why not invent joy, as the poem says, And let it thunder Quietly, like this.