My guest today is friend, fellow poet and namesake, Alan Hill, who had his first full-length poetry collection published last year. I am honoured to be able to share a small taste his work with my subscribers. Don't forget to hit the share button below if you are so inclined! In the Blood traces the relationship of two brothers through childhood to adulthood and in and out of institutions to reveal the intricate, often hidden bonds that are broken and forged by the effects of mental illness. Eating My Own Heart for Christopher Hill Overwhelm me brother, obsess me, make me you. Now- that would be love and I would need to kill you for that take an axe to your double bind, see it triple bind in that silent forest of the beginning of us the start of humankind, its tight fingered blood curled in the ear of first light seen by nobody. That is who we are we are the sharing of all you have the needles, tablets, the half-life rooming houses of the strapped down normality, you are allowed to be all your death which is nothing but mine that I cannot live without. You and I, together trapped beneath the tree that fell that could not be heard that is crushing us with the hardness of love bedding us on the sharpened points of Eden.
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The intensity of connection and commitment. Incredibly beautiful
Ah...the latitudes and longitudes of sibling hoods...