The waiting was breath held under water, the longing a crushing ocean wave, and the scalpel sharp as moonlight. At the end of the darkest day, my daughter smiled pure sunshine, her smell was all I craved, and her eyes were like planets bright. She was the centre of of my universe, she burrowed beneath […]

Poetry as a Cry in the Dark

I call out to you in the dead of night. Dawn seems so far away. Enlightenment is shrouded in shadow. A moment of solitary despair. A moonbeam of ecstasy and words appear. The hoot and screech of owls pivot the changing light. Even a poet feels the weight of sleep heavy on her eyes, when […]