(post formally called ‘the magic touch’) I love magical realism, the unexplained sitting side by side with routine, reasoned reality. Perhaps I love it because in truth reality rarely appears very reasonable. My fascination may in part be because that taste of magic fulfills in me a yearning for everyday enchantment, but not too much…
Tag: faith
Divine
Divine is both verb and abstract noun, like love, value, dream, time;
Doubt is both verb and abstract noun, like lie, fashion, endeavour,
Disregard, envy, thrill or calm, delight, pleasure, trust and hope…
Candles & Questions
One of two poems:
we lit candles after
their names and tales on our ears
flames flickering, like souls.
Songs in Strange Lands
Singing in strange lands, pulses shifting,The scent of rain, sap, skin a little different,Our tongues learn new lilting, fresh refrains, How can we sing our songs in these lands?Measures merging; paces, tastes, vibrations,Words echo divergent across mountains,Hollows, oceans, villas, high rise elevations,The reverberations change, some even forgetAnd yet, certain notes and phrases remain Outside and…
Identity
What is identity? As a poet the idea of who I am is fluid; a becoming. I am a poet and political being, creative facilitator and cat cushion. I am between able-bodied and disabled. I am born and live in a mix of cultural heritage. Faith and science stand for me in partnership. I am…
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch 