In this reflection, I talk about my reflection’s fiction short listing, Envie Magazine, and my honours!
The concluding poem of the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ Poetry Collection. ‘Stagnation’ captures the disillusion associated with prolonged waiting and summarises the entire collection
It has been a hot minute. There’s a whole lot happening and here is a look into some of the future ahead!
we breakdown ‘Deity’, the 8th poem of the Autumn, That Bastard poetry collection. ‘Deity’ ponders not ‘who made the universe’ but rather, ‘who made me’. This is poem is in the Autumn that is the construction of my beliefs, values and my spiritual identity.
There, We’re Whispers’ is the first poem I wrote in the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ poetry collection. Originally titled “There Were Whispers” I revamped and remodelled it to focus on place rather than time. With that said, this type of poem I am more interested in what my readers perceive of it.
‘There, We’re Whispers’ is expression of anxiety and shame, of what is left up to the readers interpretation. The first poem written included in the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ poetry collection.
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I discuss the meaning in my writing in ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ third poem, Nigh-Time Colours.