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Living on the island state of Tasmania, Australia. Narrating life through poetry and photography.

Words Heal

'Big Minds
Big Things
Creative anxiety
Poets folk
Artistic authors
Scientists

Simply studying
Big Creatives
Philosopher
Nervous
Breakdown

'Small ray of light?
French historians
Reading Wordsworth
Attuned emotions
Lifted anxiety

Insomniac
Out of sync
Creativity flourished
What rich ideas
Work of a sleeper?

Emily Dickenson
Phobias
Housebound
Undistracted
Time to write

Ditto Charles Darwin
For decades

Sigh, smile and say
Be that as it may
Allow intensity to overflow...'

- word maze from 'First We Make the Beast Beautiful' by Sarah Wilson, (2017), 166-167.

A veritable flood is opening the gates.

Fragility

Tight fisted furl
Crushed within itself
Fragile fingers bent in
Parting ways within

Dewy kiss of dawn
Wakened and reborn
Sinews of new life
Spring spine tingling knife

Iridescent form
Stand erect and yawn
A fertility carved charm held high
It breathes a spore sigh of indignity

Avoid taste or touch
Fragile Fronds koru (Māori)

Daughters

O daughters of Jerusalem... do not stir up or awaken love until it pleases. -Songs 8:4
In how many ways does it please?

From the morning song
To the midday refrain
In the afternoon waving fronds
Till the light falls over Hathor's domain

Out of burgeoning earth
To the dreams of youth
The footfalls of hoof
Resting bellies in grooves

Reminiscing night visions
Time travelling mind
Words cascading endlessly
From the scent of the pine

To the fruit of the womb
Spin of the loom
Bound touch of stories
The presence of rooms

Know how I feel about you.