Italian odes are the best kind (other than French, IMO). So, when one of my most favourite people in the world sent me a snap from her solo day in Italy, I had to write her a poem to go with it. This will most definitely be included in a new project my daughter and…
Grant us mercy. For the first time since I can remember, I didn’t hang a single Halloween decoration this year. I didn’t spend October slathering myself in the macabre and indulging my deep and abiding reverence for all things otherworldly. Halloween, Samhain in particular, is my most sacred time of year. The time when the…
October 2023 has been an incredible, powerful, heartbreaking month. I admit that the struggle to keep going amidst all of the politics and everything going on in the outside world has left me with very low energy. I’ve turned to listening and learning rather than commenting. Prompted by synchronicities, I have reached for stories of…
Ruth Fainlight. I’ve just recently discovered the incredible poetry of hers, in particular about the Sibyls. Squatting At The Womb’s Mouth struck like lightening.