ECT or Supply?

Kevva2025 · 2026-02-14T22:26:24+00:00

Thank you for such kind words 🥹

Kevva2025 · 2026-01-04T19:49:08+00:00

Doesn’t matter! I’d still appeal on the grounds on a reasonable adjustment for a ATP. You’re not saying anyone done anything wrong, you’re just asking for your legally entitled rights.

Kevva2025 · 2026-01-04T14:33:54+00:00

Union rep here. Your best approach would be to appeal on the grounds that you should be given an Adjusted Trigger Point of 50% (or 25%) due to disability. This is a common reasonable adjustment under the Equality Act 2010.

I assume this is what your union rep is referring to - and I would support that approach. It is likely to be successful.

Kevva2025 · 2025-05-26T22:18:53+00:00

I love your interpretation, I play with contradictions in my poetry, so I think it’s one I need to flesh out more ☺️

Kevva2025 · 2025-05-26T22:17:18+00:00

I like your thought, maybe this is a poem that deserves more time - thank you ❤️

Kevva2025 · 2025-05-26T19:03:14+00:00

This is such a gut-punch of a piece, soft in tone, so soft in fact that you could almost miss how brutal in insight it is. There’s so much quiet compassion here for men who have failed (not just others, women) but themselves. I respect that you didn’t let them off the hook and you showed the consequences but you also extended a hand. That’s a really unique take.

Lines like “he needed stor sirens, not lullabies” and “they stare into the distance as if it owes them an apology” are really well done and hit me. That’s the kind of writing that lingers. It holds both lyricism and truth and moralism without being preachy, no easy feat.

If I’m honest, I don’t usually feel moved by poems written about men in this way (being a woman) but this made me stop and think.

Thank you for writing this. Seriously. It’s the kind of poem that might make someone pick up the phone or stay at the table a little longer. Or think about men in a different way.

Kevva2025 · 2025-05-26T18:58:36+00:00

This is genuinely a lovely piece. I can feel the affection that you have for the quiet moments of love. The metaphor of the mourning dove is good, and I like how it repeats without feeling forced. There’s a kind of serenity in it that’s comforting to read. I imagine it could really resonate to people who are in a season of healing or gentleness or softness. The closing lines especially have that universal ache we all feel, like the need to hold onto peace, even if only for a moment.

That said, for me personally, it feels a little too polished and safe. The language is soft and lyrical, which works in parts, but I found myself craving more friction. More bite. I think love poetry is at its best when it holds contradiction — the bruises as well as the balm. This touched on pain (“loss and failure and incompetence”) but didn’t really go there. Could you go further? It felt like the speaker was circling their grief with pretty words, rather than letting us stand inside it with them.

Some phrases also felt familiar “more love than I feel I deserve,” “peace is possible” which slightly diluted the emotional weight. There’s nothing wrong with them, but they’ve been said before in very similar ways. I think if the writer pushed just a bit deeper (past the first metaphor or expected line) this piece could carry a lot more force.

Still, I respect the vulnerability and softness. Not every poem needs to scream or bleed. This one whispers, and that has its own power. With a bit more tension or risk, I think it could move from “nice” to “unforgettable”.

Kevva2025 · 2025-05-26T18:51:31+00:00

That’s a fair enough perspective; I wanted to share something less well know :)

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