By Anokh Goodman . . . *Context Preface* : Momentary oscillations, words within worlds, imprints left; temporarily on the heart… The sanctuary lost within Cavities where flames dwell doused by their shadow Rusty fingerprints varnished by the safe ascent Fractures reality marks cracks in the pavement Concrete connections with light piercing through Small shoots pierce the fabric of […]
By Elaine Grech . . . Butterfly: “I am a butterfly, kneaded with your hands. I fly from one flower to another Spreading colour and joy… I live in the moment taking in the beautiful smells and soothing textures. Don’t try to catch me as freedom is my dance and love is my mission” Me: “I stand still holding […]
By Ruth McMahon . . . My wounded body speaks The wounded words of deep Incandescent murmurations. Asking high and low A persistent question: ‘Where is death?’ My ancient friend Who sits across the fireside from me, Laughing. The face of nature’s wanting Unfolds a mighty turn of irony: ‘It’s life I need’ it pleads ‘Honour me, won’t you?’ […]
By Elaine Grech . . . In my safe place I am surrounded by trees. My bare feet are caressed by the soft foliage. The scents of lavender, roses and oranges transport me to this peaceful, blissful space. I look up and seek the dancing clouds playing with the sky. I lean in, hugging the strong tree… The tree […]
By Maria Norseth Garli . . . In the beginning of the first of the pandemic years, I stumbled into a crisis. An identity crisis, an existential crisis, a crisis in my marriage, in my motherhood, in my body and soul, a crisis that reached its first peak at the initial lockdown here in Norway, which was in March of […]
A video by Andrea G Artz with commentary by Liz Day . . . I met Andrea in February 2021 – on Zoom of course, not in real life. I had almost got to see some of her Virtual Reality (VR) work in the summer of 2019 (The Forest of Query) but illness intervened. I knew about Andrea from a […]
Jean Binta Breeze 1956 - 2021
Dub Poet
I want to make words
music
move beyond language
into sound
(From The Garden Path)
