Today is Holocaust Remembrance Day. Today there is genocide in the world. In the heart of Africa; Central African Republic, in Congo and Syria. Since the holocaust other genocides have blistered across the world. Each time a lead up of dehumanisation, brain-washing and scapegoating for economic and social ills leading to neighbour killing neighbour. In my…
Category: Heart-lands
Heart-lands explores core of experiences of love and friendship and self-worth. It is a ‘home’ we return to and a place we travel from. Poems celebrating a life or rite of passage are ‘heart-land’ and ‘soul scape’.
Poems looking at peace, conflict transformation and our relationship to one another and earth is also found in this category as well as others such as soul-scape.
Wearing Wings
Last month we went to the funeral of a very lovely 41year old woman, my husband’s cousin. We were asked to come in bright colours and bring photographs. We had few photos boxed after a recent move so I wrote photographs in words. The poem above links to those that came to celebrate a life…
Broken Sancturay
A return to some of my own verse. Please respect my copyright: Broken Sanctuary Broken sanctuary Jerusalem to Salem, Seats of a Sovereign She, Axis of the sacred sphere Salem; a place of safety, Broken by the men of fear, Sister did we think us free? What malice lead us here To exile we did…
The Structure of Love
C43H66N12O12S2 , a chemical formula for world healing? You may ask what a chemical formula is doing in a poetry blog? ‘Poem’ comes from the Latin poma, from Greek poima meaning to create. Poetry requires the use of a language in composition to display emotion. The above is a language that conveys love but cannot be love itself. I call…
Valuable
We have a value worth more than a bottom line, Of being treated unfairly and saying it is fine – Value, from the Latin ‘valere’ meaning ‘to be strong’ – Economics have forgotten our worth for so long, We are nature, veins like river networks, kin to bee, Inequality wastes skills and talent and destroys unity, We have fundamental worth, not just…
As the Earth does Spin
I’ll be Davening, I’ll be Dukkerin, Traveling as the Earth does spin, Sing blessings into changing winds A song never-ending, a new voice begins; I’ll be weaving my weaving ways Along the Great Spirit’s pathways, Opening with dreamer’s eyes and soul, The wheel is turning, life is whole, I own no-one, no-one owns me; Neither…
Love’s Dance
The shadows are singing in the flickering flame Eloquent in the silence, each spit speaks prophesy; Each eye an oracle, each breath inherent with name, We, the first light of the fire, fluid and salt of sea, Breath in doves wings, united, insight uncoils again; Formation, annihilation, the alchemy of re-generation – Unity within division,…
Words in Silence
Words into silence, sense lost in cadence, In echoes of self voice becomes void, Distance is measured in the will to chance Truncated, topography not enjoyed, Touched intimacy at his behest Obscured by the questioning eye, Questions belie a seeker’s quest Before any journey, a goodbye? Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
The Book of Living
Andorra, gateway to hidden paths, Antonia Zenkevitch 2008 The Book of Living Inky shadows painted on light so we can see, From close to opening, a world as we perceive – Become ourselves for the Becoming to be, Core reacquainted on the rock to which we cleave Returning to renew; to be at-one and still…
Hidden Light
Detail from ‘Hidden Light’ 2012. Recently I met the Sherwood Sunrisers Rotary Club, a dedicated group of men and women who travel, (some for many miles) to meet at 7am each week. I have met another local group who have given some nominal support to the SEITCOD project I am managing, supporting schools in Dominica and locally….
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch 