Monthly Archives: July 2013

The Art of Being

by Daneel Ferreira I am a being, a human being. You are a being, a human being. We all are beings. Being, what is that? How do you define being? Being here, being there, being everywhere, been there… Life is a form of being, but being is not living. Living is a stronger emotion and […]

Longing for a home

by Tala Strauss. I have been thinking about homelessness a lot lately, asking myself again, I wonder what it means to be “at home?” I am so accustomed to temporary lodgings that I can’t remember what it feels like to be “at home.” Every new place I live in I adopt, as soon as possible, […]

Beautiful moon

by Siobhan Passmore. Beautiful moon through a makeshift window Blue light across my                     baby’s bed She lies sleeping                     calm, still, her gentle                     breath unaware of […]

Hearing the Words Which Are Not There

by Adam Gossman. The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends […]

The Chinese Cheongsam Challenge

by Goh Bee Lee.  A ‘tomboy’ mother-of-the-bride gets a taste of genteel Chinese couture. “DaGu*, please don’t wear your pantsuits again! We are giving you a makeover!” That sounded the ‘death knell’ to my hopes of going to the wedding in my much-loved ‘comfort couture’. The whole clan was in a frenzy. My eldest daughter […]

A perfect ending.

by Elizabeth Viljoen.  What do you do when you are deeply hurt? You love. No, love will not be easy. You won’t like the circumstances, you won’t like the person(s) that hurt you, you won’t like the people around you, and you won’t like yourself – even worse when you have been the one who […]

The Poetry of Being: Volunteer.

by Joe Murangi.  I’m Joe. Just plain Joe. It’s preferable, because “Joe” pronounced exactly the same way, but written “Ndjou,” means “Elephant”. That does not, however, denote to my stature, physically or socially, though, but simply because it means something to more people than it would have meant for my tribal or for my Christian […]

The Poetry of Being: Perspective

by Daneel Ferreira. I have always been curious about why people take photos? I never had much interest in taking pictures, mostly because I do not see myself as an artistic person, I can hardly draw a stick figure let alone take good photos. When I moved to America I bought myself a very inexpensive […]

The Poetry of Being: Grey (A Friday Thought)

by Elizabeth Viljoen.  grey is the world and cold but grey is a beautiful colour coldness a wonderful sensation when grey bows down droplet for droplet and feeds each succulent a beetle crawls up the stem to the flower that only opens in cooler weather  the desert blooms in orange and yellow and only when […]

The Poetry of Being: Love

by Happy Lee Del Canto Sabag. Many times I feel lonely. On more occasions than I’d like to admit. I walk down the streets of Puerto Montt, see couples holding hands and wonder why it hasn’t happened to me. I’ve even visibly pouted once or twice…  Couples surround me. Married couples, couples in relationships and most […]