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    Guest post by poet Colin Dardis on poetry and mental health

    To coincide with the launch of his latest poetry collection, ‘The Dogs of Humanity’, I’m hosting poet Colin Dardis, who discusses here the overlaps between poetry and mental health in his work:     “I have not been named, so they never talk of me. I call myself runt, a title earnt through exclusion.” (‘Runt’) I’m twelve, and sitting in my doctor’s GP clinic, waiting to be seen by a nurse for an appointment. The reason why I am here exactly have been lost through the distance of time. However, a new reason for future appointments will soon appear. I’m on a cushioned bench, on my own, outside the nurse’s office. The colours are…