Memory Land

Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
Extract from my poem – Slip Stream.  Working it into a photographic presentation.

When I was a Baby

Originally posted on Magic Fish Dreaming:
In the land of the cane, cassowary and crocodile. Script Extracts “When I was a baby my Mekeo grandmother, or bubu, from Papua New Guinea, would rock me in her arms and tell me stories.  My Mekeo grandfather, bubu, was a crocodile hunter. But I didn’t grow up with…

The Surprise

I like to go through my day mindful of my surroundings, letting thoughts rush through me.     Noticing the shadows cast by the trees and the gaps of green between them. Noticing the bird, is it a pheasant? disappearing into the woods. Thinking about what happened in Nagasaki all those years ago.    Continue reading “The Surprise”