This handmade heart hangs from a nail above my desk. I don’t remember on which day it was given to me, yet it carries more sentimental meaning than any Valentine’s token I’ve ever received. This heart has shadowed many of my poetry journeys. It has travelled with me from Cape Town to San Diego, to South America, toContinue reading “You can give a heart on any day”
“The hummingbird stands for love” remains one of my favourite poems. In this Vermeer-style scene, I see a young woman at the window of a Dutch interior. She is bathed in light. In my version, she holds open a book or a letter, but gazes at the window. The opulent curtains and tasteful furnishings draw my eye.Continue reading “A little bird revisits”
It’s been a whole year since the first draft of my first published book arrived in the post for my perusal. It was thrilling to see a long-held goal manifested. My Facebook profile was plastered with gratuitous proud mum pics of me holding up my copy of “Shining in Brightness”. I had hoped my first bookContinue reading “Happy 1st birthday to my 1st published book”
A post-breakup mediation posted this time last year, but dating back further in time. The poem appears in my book Emily’s Poems for Modern Boys under the title “A quiet thought”.
Ah, this is a good one from the archives: Tied up in 8 Tentacles of a Goal Octopus. As an update – I don’t yet live in my wooden house with a deck overlooking a lake. For travel in 2013, I took the train to Buckingham for Christmas. As a day trip I went outContinue reading “Revisiting the Octopus”
From this time last year.