Treat the earth well It was not given to you by your parents It was loaned to you by your children (a Kenyan proverb)
Day by day
Ring the bells…at Christmas 2021
The birds they sangAt the break of dayStart againI heard them sayDon’t dwell on what has passed awayOr what is yet to be Ah, the wars they will be fought againThe holy dove, she will be caught againBought and sold, and bought againThe dove is never free Ring the bells that still can ringForget your… Continue reading Ring the bells…at Christmas 2021
Hello world!
Life is a long business – so my mother told me! This is my new website – yet to be built and populated – which will tell some stories, share some ideas, raise some questions and generally gather together a lot of life stuff!
perspectively challenged
This map was part of an exhibition in Gyeongju about the 2014 Korea Maritime Silk Road Expedition which we visited in 2015 and used to illustrate a haiku poem as part of an art project 2020 perspectively challengedsome clues perhapsdifferent shoes – a neweye view
not corona
The world according to fishes…..
Based on the Spilhaus Projection 1942 – the world’s first ocean centred map projection created by Athelstan Spilhaus, a South African oceanographer. Forgotten for a while the map is now circulating on social media – a recognition perhaps of our concern about the impact of human activity and global warming on the 71% of the… Continue reading The world according to fishes…..
Unravelling
unravellingflawed creation re-formedwound gold heals The story…. I am usually in the process of knitting something and usually I am knitting the same wool for the second or third time. The mistakes I make are varied and I rarely learn from them but I do eventually produce finished articles, some of which I wear. I… Continue reading Unravelling
A poem for social nearness at a distance 2020
You do not need to hug me… You do not need to hug me for me to know I’m loved I do not need you in my space to know that we are us We do not need to share a table for communion Hands do not need to touch in namaste…shalom Just turn your… Continue reading A poem for social nearness at a distance 2020
In self isolation ….
This is the time to be slow, Lie low to the wall Until the bitter weather passes. Try, as best you can, not to let The wire brush of doubt Scrape from your heart All sense of yourself And your hesitant light. If you remain generous, Time will come good; And you will find your… Continue reading In self isolation ….
Who do I think I am?
This piece was written nine years ago, just a few weeks after the death of my father. It marks a beginning of sorts, the point when my explorations into the lives of my ancestors became my own ‘journey’. Since then the quest for ancestors and stories has spread and deepened and there will be much more… Continue reading Who do I think I am?