Hello wonderful poets!
Mish here bringing you Poetics and pub food. We are in the final days for submissions for our 15th Anniversary anthology, so please don’t hesitate to choose your poems and send them our way.
Call for Poetry Submissions: Krisis: Poetry at the Crossroads (Working Title)
In celebration of our 15th anniversary in 2026, dVerse Poets Pub invites poets from around the globe to contribute to our upcoming anthology, Krisis: Poetry at the Crossroads. Rooted in the Greek word krisis, meaning a pivotal decision point, we seek poems that explore moments of transformation, choice, and change.
Submission Period: April 1, 2025 – June 30, 2025
Full details here.
If you look at the examples of writing themes provided in the anthology details, (thanks to Grace and Bjorn) you will find many thoughtful sub-topics for inspiration. It was during a closer look at these, that I couldn’t help but think about my experience with Kintsugi Bowls and how the philosophy could relate to “Krisis: Poetry at the Crossroads”. In keeping with the theme of our upcoming anthology, I wanted to revisit this ancient art that Grace introduced in a Haibun prompt in 2017. You can read it here.
After losing my stepson to suicide in 2020, my husband and I were fortunate to find a very helpful Suicide Loss Support Group. As part of the healing process, we participated in a Kintsugi Bowl workshop. It proved to be a very profound and meaningful experience, providing us with an active representation of “building from the broken”.
The workshop began with an interesting ritual of choosing from an assortment of pretty, patterned bowls, carefully arranged on a table. One by one, we circled the table to find the one that spoke to us. Back in our seats, we were then asked to name our bowls, to acknowledge a connection before the journey. Next, with a towel placed over our precious bowl, we basically destroyed it, using a hammer. We hit it as many times as we wanted to. We absorbed how this felt and the symbolism of our shattered lives after a very tragic loss. Where did we go from there? Using an epoxy resin, we began the meticulous mission of rejoining the pieces back together.
Would our bowls ( our hearts, our lives ) ever be the same?
No. We talked about why. It was difficult to reconstruct. It was impossible for the bowl to ever look the same. For some with a heavier hammer hand, it seemed like a hopeless puzzle. In the end, some bowls were missing pieces. Some bowls had a hole in the bottom. Some were completely reborn into a different shape. Yet…all were new and beautiful. The final step was to apply a gold lacquer over every crack in the bowl, embracing the flaws and imperfections and honouring resilience. Our scars need not be hidden.
This process aligns with the idea of transformation, growth, acknowledging pain, moving forward, redefining, restructuring, rebirth, renewal, all being elements of “krisis”. It applies personally or on a broader level. We have broken vows, broken systems, broken expectations, broken agreements, broken communication, broken societies. Especially right now in this world, many of us know “broken”. Will we be able to repair the divisions? Can we put the pieces back together? Can we recreate a better world? What would it look like? What would YOU want it to look like?
UN-Secretary General Antonio Gutteres referenced the Japanese art form of Kintsugi during his 2020 speech for the International Day of Peace.
“Let’s apply this principle to our fractured world. Let’s address the fragilities and inequalities that work against peace, so that we emerge from the crisis stronger than before.”
I hope I have given you enough to ponder and poem about. Here are the specific anthology sub-topics that inspired this prompt. You can choose to write to one or you could also write about Kintsugi.
The Individual Perspective
Breaking Open to Become Whole – A time in your life when you knew nothing would be the same again.
Metamorphosis of the Self – How pain or loss led to self-discovery and healing.
Leaving the Old World Behind – A personal reinvention or a departure from a past identity.
Love as a Crossroads – A moment when love or heartbreak redefined you.
The World Perspective
A World After Crisis – Rebuilding after war, pandemics, or economic collapse.
The Rebirth of Justice – Moments when laws and policies changed for the better.
The Dawn of a New Era – What the world might look like after the changes we are witnessing today.
Here’s how to join in:
- Write a poem of any style in response to the prompt. Post it to your blog.
- Click on Mr. Linky and add the direct URL and your name.
- Add a link to dVerse so that others can find us.
- Read and comment on the work of others.
- Pop into the pub to comment or say hello! We are friendly folk.



Hello poet friends! It is a HOT one here so I am serving up some watermelon-feta skewers, homemade guacamole and chips and strawberry lemonade on ice. Enjoy the poetry trail.
Here it is cold, so I’m happy fo have something warming tonight. Excelent reminder that we may mend what’s broken and make it better.
Hi Mish. Wilting from the heat in Ontario here too. So watermelon feta, with strawberry lemonade on ice is very much needed. Love your personal journey and lessons – so very moving. I have shared my personal journey as well to migrating to Canada, that is 20 years ago. Thanks for hosting.
Hi Grace. How wonderful! Not the heat, but looking forward to your story. 🙂
Hi Bjorn, I will try to send some of the heat your way to balance us out. In the meantime, some warm cocoa for you.
Hi Mish. Thanks for hosting. Those watermelon feta skewers sound great.🍉
Hi Melissa. They’ll be coming your way. Enjoy. 🙂
Dear Mish
I’m not writing/posting tonight, but i just wanted to drop by and give you a { big hug } and to celebrate your sharing of this tender prompt and why it was written. These seams of gold seem to me to be the fruits of – yes – crises in experience that can only help us grow if we turn towards the pain and accept ourselves, our loved ones, the world as vulnerable treasures. With cracks that can be reinforced by the pure gold of (self- and other- ) compassion.
more love
Kathy
Kathy, thank you so very much for your kind words. “Turning towards the pain and accepting ourselves” truly resonates. So sweet of you to drop in to share your thoughts.
❤
Hiya, how sweet it is to know that there are places today so much hotter than my neck of Florida palm trees … Great challenge, so sorry for you loss – the families of both my wife and I have been decimated by tragic early death — grief is a necesary dark road but without rites to appease it it can darken surviving lives for generations. I submit something on the archetypal roots of grief with a few ideas of how winter turns to spring.
Hi Brendan Thanks for dropping into the pub. Yes, I’m here in Southwestern Ontario battling a heat wave for the last few days now. Temps into the 100’s with the humidex. I like your description of grief as a “necessary dark road”. I’m sorry for your losses.
Thank you Mish for sharing this it is heart warming and inspirational ❤️
Aww, thank you!
Hi, Mish! It’s hot as Hades here in Michigan! I wanted to say how sorry I am for your loss. Your story of the healing Kintsugi Bowl workshop touched me deeply. Thanks for this amazing challenge. ❤️
Hi Colleen….waving to you from across the border. It has been ridiculously warm. Thank you so much for your kind words. Stay cool!
I happened to have done something that fits this perfectly, so I’ll link up here. Thanks for hosting!
Perfect! Thanks for joining in. 🙂
Beautiful and sobering, thank you.
I was happy to share. Thank you, Ain.
Ain, the link you put in Mr. Linky takes us to Bluesky. Not sure if that was your intention?
Woops! Sorry…oh well…next time!
Hello, it seems like the link does not work (even when I’m logged into bluesky)
Sorry…bluesky was to friend but I got all mixed up…oh well, next time…thanks..
Thank you for hosting this evening Mish. I am so sorry to hear of the lost of your stepson. Your therapy process sounded most interesting as you all worked through your pain and brokenness. Thank you for the courage to share this with us.
Leamonade on ice sounds wonderful on this sweltering hot day!
Oh the heat wave got you too, Dwight? I hope it lets up soon. One tall lemonade coming up!
The Kintsugi experience was profound and I would recommend it for anyone processing a loss. Thanks for your kind words.
Mish, thank you for this thoughtful post and for sharing the story of your stepson, along with your healing process. I grieve for your loss and grow from your healing process. I share the story of my brother’s suicide, too, often, in the hopes that it will help someone, maybe just one someone.
Could I please have a sparkling water tonight?
I am afraid my offering is along the lines the White Queen says to Alice in “Through the Looking Glass” – “One should think of ten impossible things before breakfast…” A great prompt Mish and could I have a cup of coffee to send me on my way to work, thanks…
That sounds very interesting. One coffee coming up. Better late than never. 🤭
Hi, Mish. Thank you for sharing your experience with us. I remember your loss, and I hope this visceral, profound experience eased it a bit. 💙
I revised a poem for this prompt.
Stay cool! Yesterday I believe the official temp here in S. Jersey was 100, but our thermometer reached 116F.
Thanks Merril. ❤️
Sounds like we are sharing the same weather. Today was much cooler. Thank goodness.
You’re welcome, Mish. 💙
Hi from the cool south of the globe, many thanks for the creative prompt, I love kintsugi and also the principle of wabi sabi, the Japanese sure have a way of dealing with what dwells in us.
They do! So glad the prompt spoke to you, Paul.
Hi Mish, my heart goes out to you~thank you for sharing with us~
Thank you, Jennifer.