Abandon

Abandon: a thorough yielding to natural impulses; especially : enthusiasm, exuberance “With absolute abandon, I wanna dance tonight In the dead of night, under the moonlight Skirts gathered in my hand, rustling and falling apart With absolute abandon, I wanna drink tonight Upon the ocean, boat swaying in motion Hair cascading down my back, lifting and knotting up With absolute abandon, I wanna be yours … Continue reading Abandon

The Translator by Nina Schuyler

In silken prose and with subtle suspense, Nina Schuyler brings us a mesmerizing novel of language and translation, memory loss and heartbreak, and the search for answers in a foreign country. When renowned translator Hanne Schubert falls down a flight of stairs, her injury is an unusual but real condition–the loss of her native language. She is left speaking only Japanese, a language learned later … Continue reading The Translator by Nina Schuyler

Here’s the thing about life…

It feeds you, it leads you and just when you think things are perfect it begins to kill you. You don’t fail to find happiness. Even the smallest things will delight you. But slowly and surely life begins to creep up on you. All those moments, when you felt blessed are flicked away, like the way you’d swat at a fly. You begin to doubt yourself. … Continue reading Here’s the thing about life…

Alms for the Poor

“Wow! You’re so pretty! What a lovely scarf you’ve got on.” She says all this in impeccable English. No grammatical errors, no hesitation on her part. English isn’t her first language. Nor her second. In fact, she doesn’t know much English beyond this. The only reason she speaks the language is because I do. She knows that I’m educated, a working woman, independent and secure. … Continue reading Alms for the Poor

The Sweetest Song is Yet to be Sung (NaPoWriMo #3)

The sweetest song is yet to be sung For I am yet to meet my knight in shining armour (or one dressed in rags, I’m not particular, really) And I am yet to fall in love with him From his words and from his deeds I’m yet to seek the inspiration I need To compose the lyrics and set to tune The sweetest song that … Continue reading The Sweetest Song is Yet to be Sung (NaPoWriMo #3)

A Girl Named Memwemchuk (NaPoWriMo #2)

  Imagine a girl named Memwemchuk A name that has you laughing till your sides hurt You wonder why her parents would name her that And you wonder if Memwemchuk even means anything You wonder for a day, a week, a month And then a year later she tells you ‘My name isn’t Memwemchuk’ And with that she tells you of her dark history Perhaps … Continue reading A Girl Named Memwemchuk (NaPoWriMo #2)

Being Me (NaPoWriMo #1)

I’m participating in NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) this April, and I’m super-excited! I have to devote myself to writing a poem a day and I’ve no idea how sincerely I can keep up and whether my creative juices will keep flowing that frequently, but I’m attempting it all the same. Here’s Day 01 Verse… Being Me  I dance and dance till I find my … Continue reading Being Me (NaPoWriMo #1)