Welcome to Snaps.
Our theme for the the past few months has been our way of bringing comfort to each other as the days grew colder. We invited contributors to ask themselves: Where does hope come from? What does it mean to find comfort in the midst of a barren world? Some poets interpreted the theme as a chance to share stories describing scenes of happiness in nature and with loved ones, while others wrote about the feeling of witnessing or facing social wrongs, and the steps that follow towards peace. We treasure each one of these interpretations and creations, and are grateful for each poet's participation this in this semester's iteration of Snaps.
Poems under the solace theme:
Crisp Morning, Cold Night, Warm Drinks