Our language journey as a third-culture family

I've written previously about how language fascinates me and how amazing I find it to witness my daughter acquire two languages as she grows up. You can read about that here. She's now three and three months. I'll give a bit of background about our language journey as a third-culture family. [I'm using the term … Continue reading Our language journey as a third-culture family

Memorable haircuts from Bristol to Brazil

Studying 'Educating Rita' in Year 8 has had enduring consequences. Patina and frisson were both new words for me, but I think what has most stuck with me is Rita's comment about how every woman who comes to her for a haircut leaves invariably disappointed that she is unable to transform them into Farrah Fawcett-Majors. … Continue reading Memorable haircuts from Bristol to Brazil

Daily rhythms of life and death

On her third birthday our little one gained and lost her first pet. We both gave and (unwittingly) took it from her. She used to ask to see the fish every time my husband took her to town with him so we decided to give her a fish for her birthday. But it was a … Continue reading Daily rhythms of life and death

Squirrels, toucans and confessions

Having once openly ridiculed a Brazilian friend who went nuts when she saw a squirrel in the Rio de Janeiro botanical gardens when I was still fresh off the boat and clinging jealously to a brief glimpse of a toucan as my only brush with tropical wildlife, I have a confession to make. I've harboured … Continue reading Squirrels, toucans and confessions

Celebrating with TunaFish Journal

I first came across TunaFish Journal a few months ago and found their focus refreshing and uplifting. At the time all I could see were poetry magazines looking for intense first-person narratives and bleak, raw or nightmarish poems, so it was lovely to find 'a journal for the tender-hearted readers and writers out there'. 'We … Continue reading Celebrating with TunaFish Journal

Experimenting with words and form in streetcake magazine

I'm always amazed by visual poetry and I often wonder where poets find their inspiration. A few months ago I was dipping in and out of streetcake magazine as I was getting things done around the house and saw a visual poem about motherhood called 'Head space [no vacancies]' by Naomi Marklew. I was still … Continue reading Experimenting with words and form in streetcake magazine

Getting minimal with The Minison Project

I was overjoyed to have my first ever poems published by The Minison Project. Both are minimal sonnets (14 characters and variations on the theme). One is a celebration of Brazilian birds (surprise surprise!) and the other is about some of our welcome and less welcome house guests. You can find both poems and the … Continue reading Getting minimal with The Minison Project

Christmas – to be continued…

https://twitter.com/courtneyellis/status/1342708808309563393 I'll just leave that there because well, it's brilliant. As I sit drinking a splendidly hot cup of tea made with one of a few extremely jealously guarded teabags I am feeling roundly comforted. Tea is an almost entirely reliable comfort for me, being "a panacea for all but stomach wounds" according to my … Continue reading Christmas – to be continued…

A poem for Christmas Day

I'm writing this on Boxing Day as rain is hammering on the windows and lightning is splitting the sky. At some point during Advent (probably as I was listening to the Art & Theology Advent playlist), the penny dropped for me that the characters in the Christmas story would have felt a whole range of … Continue reading A poem for Christmas Day

Writing as worship

I'm coming to realise that writing comes in all forms and for all different purposes and that's one of the wonderful things about it. So writing blog posts is not frivolous if I am training myself to persevere and experimenting with different writing styles and techniques. And what I am unable to capture in a … Continue reading Writing as worship