By Emily Dickinson In this short Life that only lasts an hourHow much – how little – is within our power Thank you for reading.
Did we enjoy the isolation and constant facetime? Did we enjoy the working from home Wi-Fi dramas? Did we enjoy the daily walks and mask covered faces? Did we enjoy the confusing, uncertainty and misinformation? Did we enjoy losing jobs and crashing economies? Did we enjoy the home-schooling with no friends around? Did we enjoyContinue reading “Did We Enjoy 2020?”
When it all began You were so vibrant and colourful Bright greens and blinding yellows You stood so majestic Facing the shinning sun Within months you began to whither All your flowers faded away The old leaves slowly died Before long new life began No longer did you bloom But green leaves grew firm TheyContinue reading “Amongst the Dead Things”
This week I have been immersed in African Literature and I have been reading Poems of Black Africa, edited by Wole Soyinka. The anthology, although lengthy, is filled with beautiful African verse and I thought I’d share one of my favourites. The poem is titled African Poetry by Agostinho Neto. Out of the horizon thereContinue reading “African Poetry”
My week has been filled with a lot of life admin. A weeks ago, I was gifted with a new journal that I absolutely adore so I decided to write a poem about my journal. Two pages assigned to a day Make my beauty very bulky With space for dates and quote of the dayContinue reading “Accomplished”