Reflections
Finding Meaning in the Fragments
The Healing Tree: a poem for Lalage
When I write poems, they might bubble up unbidden, sublime, and I stand in awe. But often, getting them from egg to adult is a tortuous road demanding extreme portions of sacrifice and grace — just as with children. I read somewhere that rearing teenagers is like...
Writing a poem: how I see it
People often ask me to tell them more about how I see the act of poetry creation. I can't think of a better way to express it than my preface to "Flotsam and Jetsam: a half-life of poems", so here it is....
Another Covid Ball
In 2020 I wrote this contribution for In the Midst: a Covid-19 Anthology by Sandy Tritt. The collection offers poems, stories and artworks from the world over. Slices of life that might, but for this project, have stayed in the vast realm of Untold Story where so much...
Stone in the Grass
Bracing myself for a blustery autumn walk, I layered up and, on an optimistic whim, shoved my new rose quartz stone into the bra bit of my string-top. I was aware it was risky — the elastic supporting my little apples is worn — but rose quartz has been used for...
Kung Fu Take-down: What Iran can teach us about writer’s block
A multi-talented young musician friend was struggling to get funding for a film project. He’d been moaning about it to everyone in general and no one in particular until, one day, he got slapped with some uncomfortable information: Filmmakers (and anyone else)...
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