On a Wednesday in February my cats and I listen to classical music as the sun sends long shadows across the living room floor. The air is soft. One cat stretches out on the sofa as if he has had a long day. The other stalks a fly that is hanging in the summer breeze. … Continue reading I find my life full
Poetry
Capital Expenditure Deductions
I just want to sit here with the sun rosy-ing my cheeks and the wind wreaking havoc with my hairI want to climb every mountain in sightI want to swim in the ocean until my fingers turn whiteI want to swim all the way to the Ligurian Sea and back againI don’t want to read … Continue reading Capital Expenditure Deductions
How to survive an earthquake
If you can be in this world and not be overwhelmed by it Please tell me how If you can read the news and not feel the hairs on your arms stand on end If you can watch a mountain ablaze and continue making dinner If you can stare at the ocean and not feel … Continue reading How to survive an earthquake
I like
I like people of few words who only say what is necessary. I like beaches of broken sea shells, with sharp edges and hidden treasures. I like under-ripe bananas. I like unfinished paintings, and lop-sided picture frames, and books that end in the middle of a sentence. I like soft tummies. I like scars that … Continue reading I like
Thunder perhaps. Or maybe just a sunset.
I wonder if one day I will look back on this day. These days. An insignificant Monday sitting on the floor cross-legged. A bowl of vegetables in my lap. Waiting. For the sunset. Or maybe something bigger. Drinking wine from a glass that says Jess on it. As if I would mistake my glass for … Continue reading Thunder perhaps. Or maybe just a sunset.
Mountain medicine
Everyone is worried about me when I take to the mountain alone. But it is a sanctuary, a private solitude. My legs pumping. The sound of gravel crunching beneath my shoes. The wind in my hair. Salty sweat on my skin. I am fearless. I am powerful. If I ran off the edge of the … Continue reading Mountain medicine
Inspiration: this is the part of the poem where the poet looks up “mutually exclusive”
Mountain soul. Ocean heart. Wanderlust. A deep desire to belong. Spirit of adventure. A home-body. Introvert. Lover of humans. Love me. Quietly. Don't get too close. I will turn you into poetry. Both things can be true at once.
There one minute, gone the next.
Things I wonder while waiting for the nurses to bring me the death notification book
Night shift
The rain is falling heavy on this metallic warehouse roof. It's 8pm. We have to raise our voices to be heard above the watery clamour. The rain is falling heavy on this metallic warehouse roof. This roof that keeps the rain out and the virus in. Its 11pm. The machines have to beep louder to … Continue reading Night shift
Writing challenge – Day 14 – Words
I have a thing for words; an obsession; an infatuation. A logolepsy. Give them to me in any shape or form. Song lyrics, poetry, spoken verse, seven-hundred page novels, simple one-line phrases. I love the spaces between words. The chance to pause and take it in. An escape; an abditory. I love how reading them … Continue reading Writing challenge – Day 14 – Words
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