other things I have learned

The tooth, the (no longer) whole tooth…

September 13, 2020 By Ellen 2 Comments

There’s a sort of ‘finding’ feeling at the moment. Finding my way home, finding my way around, and finding myself again. All of which sounds a bit navel gazey, but suggests there might be a little more time in my life for gazing in general. Which is a good thing. Meanwhile… What’s that? Oh yes, […]

Returning home and starting again

September 6, 2020 By Ellen 1 Comment

“You know, you look just like your dad,” she said. “Not your mum, your dad. It’s the shape of your face.” A harmless enough comment, you’d have thought. But then my dad died 13 years ago, and it’s been much longer than that since I regularly bumped into (non-family) people who knew him. And I […]

House-Moving by Len Webster

August 16, 2020 By Ellen 1 Comment

Set in a line like soldiers firing, The books I love but never read wait For their departure, glaring down at Me from the shelves where dust will soon be Unveiled, leaving silent shadows for Destruction by the softest weapon. I don’t have time to write my own poem about the moving. I’m too busy […]

Looking Lass

July 26, 2020 By Ellen Leave a Comment

The other day I found myself trying to write a poem about why I’m not a poet. Yes, I know… Anyhow, here’s something else I did write. Looking lass Sometimes in a mirror, there’s a woman I don’t know Neither less nor more, just surprising Her hopeful eyes glitter – she’s been waiting Our […]