I am just delighted to have had my poem accepted for publication by Pendemic.
Pendemic is not a literary magazine for ordinary times,
but a journal for an exceptional one. Writing the pandemic, together.
Pendemic put out a call for poets to journal some of their thoughts, feelings and experiences during the Covid 19 pandemic. Many poets from many countries and walks of life have taken part, and I took up both pen and brush to give vent to some of my feelings in this uncertain time.
Requiem for life as we know it.
Woman, womb, genesis,
Dawn, inception, origin, source, and cradle.
Emergence and rise of ancestral lineage
Nurtured, fostered, cultivated across the centuries
Fostered, and reared tenderly, and with fierce love
Place of sanctuary and refuge
Place of safety and protection
At times offering only shade from harshness
At other times totally secluded, withdrawn and protecting in its isolation.
Our very core, the genesis of every being on this planet.
Origin of our adaptability, our aptitude for survival
Origin of every brilliant, vibrant, creative bone that exists in our humanity
Every one of us has been held thus, within the womb
Just as every one of us is held by mother earth
Together we stand strong, particularly when we face a common foe.
And now, just as we feel that we have this earth under our spell,
It comes, raging through the world
This nanoscopic plague.
Despite the seeming negativity of the written piece, the image that accompanies it speaks to the future, to new life and rebirth, and who knows, perhaps some real change in how we live our lives now that we have seen just how insignificant we can be in the greater scheme of things!
