I'm still reeling...vibrating...contemplating the incredible film I watched yesterday, Maggie Gyllenhaal's 'The Bride!' It is a...reckoning...a tectonic shift...a conscious critique of conceptions of the human condition moved by loneliness and exploding in outrage for place, voice, safety, friendship and love. I'd have definitely been on the 'take her tongue out' list had I been in… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 8
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Poem 216 – What Happens When I Buy A Journal For My New Poetry
What Happens When I Buy A Journal For My New Poetry They’re in me nowSmart Kempe Plath EchlinFour storms of weathering behind my kneecaps – shyBut curious, changing my gaitThey do thatExtraordinary womenDive inside meOlympians of wordsI’m a country they take overSoon we will all be biting goldRevelling in each other’s linguistic personal bests
Poem 67 – Kenojuak Ashevak, Inuit Artist
HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY! Kenojuak Ashevak, Inuit Artist her art is alive dancing on the edges of every blink & focustethering sight to the soul & yanking – kindly she transfers the land & animalsthe above & the below the centre & the deepinto the matrix holding images carved & colouredin perfect pressure harmony… Continue reading Poem 67 – Kenojuak Ashevak, Inuit Artist
On Marching…
Please note: There is coarse language in this blog. I am one flavour in a Sandstorm of taste Spices sparkle on the Orange lips of dawn and Drip down the chin of dusk I’ve been thinking a lot about marching. About being a woman. About being a mother. About being a human. I’m always thinking… Continue reading On Marching…