The end of a fabulous two weeks.

Posted by on August 13, 2012 • 2 minute read

I feel quite sad that the Olympics is over. I have spent a large part of the last two weeks staring at everything from weightlifting to synchronized rhythmic gymnastics. I missed the synchronized swimming and I’m quite upset about that. Not that I think that synchronized swimming is in any way a sport (something like synchronized rhythmic gymnastics) but it is amazing to watch the perfection with which a group of girls can almost drown themselves and look good at the same time. My favorites were the swimming (helps if you win a few gold medals too), the athletics, except when Caster...

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Woman’s Day

Posted by on August 10, 2012 • < 1

I wondered, as I sat staring at the TV watching the Olympics, ignoring political proclamations on what the world, this country, Jacob Zuma, should be doing for women, whether we have public holidays just so that those politicians, who have so little to really add to our lives, can stand up and pontificate? These same politicians spend so much time talking. They spend so little time doing. If they spent as much time getting down to actually delivering on their promises, proclamations and plans, as they do at rallies and speeches, I am sure we would be a whole lot better off than we currently...

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Snow in Jo

Posted by on August 8, 2012 • 2 minute read

It snowed yesterday in Johannesburg. My daughter sent me an excited text with photo at around 10am, and still I was pretty blase, sipping coffee and cursing thoughtless patrons who didn’t know how to shut a door, bringing gasps of freezing air and the odd wisp of white into the shop. White polystyrene-like balls of snow chased me all the way back to the office where they changed into large fluffy flakes that had everyone dancing around outside. Back at home both son and daughter clambered for my attention – “Look at my photos”, “No look at mine.”...

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It’s Monday

Posted by on August 6, 2012 • 2 minute read

It’s Monday. Again. What was your day like? I seemed to float around aimlessly for part of my day. As I look back at it I wonder what I did that was worth anything? Was I a productive member of society? I can’t really say I was. I drove around a great deal. I don’t particularly like driving. I have also decided that it is time to get a new car. Oh joy? Mmmmm. I went to a very boring industry meeting where grey-haired men repeated the words of yesteryear and expected a different response. I sat there feeling caught in a time warp. There was one black man and two indian or...

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A Poem I Love

Posted by on August 3, 2012 • 2 minute read

 A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a                                                                                                                bucket—-  And you listening. A spider’s web, tense for the dew’s touch. A pail lifted, still and brimming—-mirror To tempt a first star to a tremor.   Cows are going home in that lane there, looping the hedges with                 Their warm wreaths of breath—- A dark river of blood, many boulders, Balancing unspilled milk.   “Moon!” you cry suddenly, “Moon! Moon!”   The moon has stepped back like an...

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Let us always be kind in this world

Posted by on August 1, 2012 • 2 minute read

“The deepest secrets in our heart of hearts is that we are writing because we love the world, and why not finally carry that secret out with our bodies into the living rooms and porches, backyards and grocery stores? Let the whole thing flower: the person, the person writing the poem. And let us always be kind in this world.” So writes Nathalie Goldberg in her book: Writing Down the Bones, 2005, Shambala Publications, Massachusetts. It got me thinking. I had just crawled out from underneath the pages of the “Daily Grime” posing as a newspaper. I always feel like I...

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