Snapshots: This Life in Paragraphs

I moved into a new house. One bedroom by the sea. I thought I would feel free. I don’t. Every night when I get home, it’s just me. I thought I would like that. I don’t. There is no one to bug me, but no one to talk to me either. Maybe being bugged is [...]

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Living Out Loud

Recently, I came across a post written by a fellow blogger who I have never met before, and yet through her writing I often find myself expressed (take this post, for example, on being like a river, which describes me and my life better than I think even I could).  In this new post, the [...]

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Poetry in Motion

I want my life to be a piece of poetry. Some times poetry is happy.  Sometimes poetry is sad or angry. Sometimes poetry is stupid and frivoulous and funny.  Sometimes poetry is deep and poignant. Sometimes poetry flows like a river off your tongue and through your soul.  Sometimes poetry is choppy, out of rhythm, [...]

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A Blog Post on Blogging (Yawn)

There is a kind of post-modern irony in writing a blog post about blogging. After having a little experiment with various forms, I have moved my whole blog network over to WordPress.  I have also merged my new Yes blog with a lot of my old posts from Emily’s Quest. Because, surely, to embrace the [...]

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Days Like These

There are always days like these. Days when you feel so shit you just have to revel in it.  Days when demotivation is like a cloak you curl up in, a familiar blanket, a snuggle rug.  Days when you wonder who you are and why and most importantly, how?  How how how?  How do you [...]

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In Other Words

For some reason, I’m a little bit in love with this poem.  Would love your feedback. Me, In Other Words In other words, an Other’s words can show more self than self in silence – a thousand sepia memories fade in face of single sequin couplet from agéd pen of men long dead but more [...]

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One Month – 50,000 Words

Four days until that pinnacle of writing madness begins once again, that literary Everest, the writer’s marathon: NaNoWriMo.  An endearing if slightly geeky sounding little nickname for National Novel Writing Month - which is now actually an international phenomenon.  The idea is this: you have the month of November.  You have an itching yearning to write but [...]

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Wellington-Self

Given my current circumstances, this seems like an appropriate public debut of my poetry.  I wrote it last time I came home to Wellington for a holiday in July, before having to head back to my then-life in Auckland.  I will resist the urge to provide a commentary on it just now… although it will [...]

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The Wheel Change

The following is one of my favourite German poems.  Although it sounds a little more melancholy than I am actually feeling right now, it still captures a curious sense of something that I identify with: Der Radwechsel – Bertolt Brecht Ich sitze am Strassenhang Der Fahrer wechselt das Rad. Ich bin nicht gerne, wo ich herkomme. [...]

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