Video link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=10cY_5XT3oI Divinity is here today I breathe it in And exhale everything that came before Sweat running down my body like rain Forgiving me Hands like sunflowers Bowing their heads in worship Ancient earthen roots soften Seeking wisdom from the soil Soaking it up like nurture The moon-sick tide ebbs and flows through…
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Poem: Theology for beginners
Video link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XonKAjDWmIE Lie down in a meadow at night and watch the pinpoints of light dance across the skies Read the first and the last line of your favourite work of fiction… Connect the dots Observe the autumn leaves dressing up in all their finery, to swirl into oblivion Swim naked in the sea,…
Upcoming: Poetry reading, 2nd of July
Drum roll, please! I have quite spontaneously decided to take the plunge and do a poetry reading. And my rather fabulous mother, Fanny Parow Knill, will be accompanying me on the harp. Featured work will be some of the poetry I have posted here previously, plus some brand new stuff. In July we will be…
Poem: A Change in the Weather
I like rain, I tell myself. I would rather bundle up against the cold than face the slick sheen of sweat and sunscreen that feels heavy on my face and distorts my vision, – an inevitable consequence of summer. And all of this is true. But, as the heat rolls in, with its pungent floral…
Poem: Home
It wasn’t the soaring mountain peaks perpetually capped with snowNor the green and purple lights speeding across the night sky It was not the round pebbles and jagged rocks under my bare feetThe shrieks and joyful splashes of water, the gathering storm Not the smell of rotting leaves and mushrooms, with the frost slowly descendingNor…
Poem: Calamity
CalamityIs not the big thingsThose you live your life forDreading It’s the invisible, unexpected, unmentionableOut of the corner of your eyeIn the beat of silence between one song and the next CalamityIs not there in your neatly planned paperwork It roams the streets at nightSlipping through the unguarded cracksAnd fills your house like gasWaiting to…
WFTH Jan/Feb: Speed of light
Write from the heart has now become a quarterly competition rather than a (bi) monthly one, which is understandable given the amount of time it must take to organise, let alone read and rate all entries, on top of actually having to do work which pays the bills. The good news is that you therefore…
Poem: Spring
This is one of the few poems I wrote pre-2020 and one of the even fewer that I feel still holds up after I’ve gotten more into reading and writing poetry over the past year. So, before it’s too late to post a seasonal poem (we had summer here for a few days just now),…
WFTH December: Stranger Than Fiction
December’s theme for Write from the Heart was “2020 year in review”. A lot can be said about the year 2020, but it definitely gave us some fuel for our creative fires… And while I have your attention, January’s comp has been extended to include February too, so you still have time to submit your…
WFTH November II: Outside
My second entry for November’s “freedom” theme, on the lighter side of things: Outside Outside there’s a fresh breeze, or so you imagine. You can see the rustle of leaves and the ruffled feathers on birds clinging to branches. But you can’t touch. You can’t feel the wind. Only imagine. It has been like this…
Too much time, and too little. 