The Writing Balm

When we stand in drifts of rainThat bathe our bodies underTrees that shudder in windCarrying new seeds to new placesWe know that nature is somethingto fearand to wonderat.I wonder at the rows of tulipsBright like freshly kissed lipsat dawn, and it reminds meof sweeter holds in bedroomsI’ll never visit again. I didn’t wander lonelyI wanderedContinue reading “The Writing Balm”

Rebecca Solnit, Wanderlust; Chapter 1

In a previous post, I mentioned that I would begin my philosophical re-education with Solnit’s ‘Wanderlust’. I don’t believe I’ll write a post about every chapter, but what I can say about this one is that it gripped me. It’s rare to read a writer, who is a thinker, who grips me in a wayContinue reading “Rebecca Solnit, Wanderlust; Chapter 1”

#24 healing poetry; anyway?

I had a daydreamAs the sky grewDark and greyAnd stormyI walkedWith my plastic headphonesCreaking to my stepsI became aware ofBright fairy lightsStrung up in mindRunning throughColourful paper lanternsIt felt like bubbly joy, thereAnd I had a vague senseThat I was smilingWhile I hung upMore paper lanternsAnd I had a vague senseThat I was lighter andContinue reading “#24 healing poetry; anyway?”

Sea & Coffee

Dusky stars eat clouds leftover fromsunrise. I’ve been waiting for the sunset,to see how the sea sets,as the rise of the tide,reminds me of the breathI can never seem to catch. I feel my pores breathe in,and my tongue imaginesthat I taste of salt and coffee. I wonder if I taste like thesea and coffee.Continue reading “Sea & Coffee”