I am excited to announce that the anthology The Anthropocene Hymnal will be published on 24 July 2021, and the Kindle e-book is now available for pre-order from Amazon. It has been quite a journey and a steep learning curve for me to get to this point, but I am happy to say that I…
The Anthropocene Hymnal: Publication Date announced! — Experiments in Fiction
It’s been a while since I took up the proverbial pen (so to speak) and wrote or posted anything on this blog. This is in part because I have moved, taken a camping trip and helped my parents sell their house. It’s been a bit of a whirlwind the past month. Within this space, I have wondered about myself. I have asked “What am I doing?” “Where am I going?”.
Change seems like an ever constant friend in my life. But I am still surprised each time Change comes knocking at my door. “Oh! There you are!” I say and proceed to let them in. They really like to stay for a while and shake things up.
Part of me wants to blame the change in my life for my lack of writing. Honestly, that really isn’t the reason. I have been unwilling to sit down and process all these life changes. Moving forward I want to shift this way of thinking and let my writing be a place to express what is happening in my life. I want to commit myself to blogging, penning poetry and rhymes and crafting short stories.
Each time I take a break from writing, I always find myself falling back into its gentle embrace. The words and the cadence of the sentences allow for my mind to sit at ease while a world rages around me. Last year was a whirlwind and I am still processing everything that happened. My mind, my heart sits in silence and my inner dialogue rages while my outward appearance reflects a calm demeanor. I have not let myself process last year. I have not let myself process this now. It feels bottled up inside, waiting, lurking.
What am I trying to say? I want to take time to write thoughts and feelings. Create small snippets and vignettes that express what I am feeling. I want to keep writing. I want to keep this blog going and create more and more. But I have to be honest, it may not be pretty or lovely. It may be very melodramatic or cringy. I am willing to take that chance because I believe that I need this space. I need this small corner of the internet.
So thank you for reading, liking, and commenting. I do not write to become famous. Instead the friends I have made on the way have made this writing journey even more sweet. Thank you for being an excellent listener and staying even when I have lost my voice.
If you are interested in what I have been doing outside of the blog, I have been published in the second issue of Free Verse Revolution, I will also be part of the Anthropocene Hymnal and the Beautiful Struggle Poetry Anthology both of which will be coming out later this year. I have been extremely blessed to be part of these projects and I look forward to stretching my writing and my creativity even more.
Best,
Liyona
Marigolds and flowering daisies
Line your hair
Curves and whisps
.
I saw you
.
An enchanting way
And blinking away
Laughing tears
.
I heard you
.
My name now on your lips
Ever sweet essence
For life seemed to culminate
And I know not how
To tell you
.
I love you, Emma
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Oh the sophistication of man
How he bucks his head
And say the words
In a straight line
/
I heard
I heard of this place called
Timbuktu
/
Gold feathers and ancient names
Roam the streets
And give light
To the folly
Of this day and age
/
I heard
I heard of this place called
Chichen Itza
/
Towering pyramids and glass eyes
That birth
Fire and brimstone
To appease the gods
Of the here and
Now
/
Oh the sophistication of man
How we think there
Is something new under the sun
But it has always been
alive
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Your arms outstretched
And I called to your loving
Embrace
It seemed
The radio signal of
My heart beat
Met your eyes
With a dandy smile
And my words
Caught
Tangled in my
Adoration
For your presence
And comforting
Embrace.
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Monopoly
And certain times of the day
Lunch dinner and
Dessert
It’s always money
That has the final say
In the land of
Netflix
And timezone prejudice
I dared to look
To the green pastures
Of space and fields
Of amber
But
It’s always money
That has the final say
In the land
Of breaking news
And forgotten stories
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Very excited to submit some pieces of poetry to this magazine! You still have till next Friday to submit some pieces!
In the Olympian Pantheon, Hermes is perhaps one of the most multi-faceted gods. He has been linked to guiding those of have died into the underworld, he is the messenger god, he is linked to trickery, mischief and theft, as well as being the god of shepherds and boundaries. And so, he poses a wide array of themes and subjects to explore.
This led to imagining a kaleidoscope. The ever-shifting and changing colours, shapes and patterns. I expect Issue II to be eclectic – celebrating the surreal, the abstract and illusory. I encourage you to reach beyond your comfort zone and use the idea of ‘hermes’ to inspire your work.
As always, interpret the theme as you wish. We accept poetry, prose, photography, creative non-fiction and visual art. Submissions are now open and you can find our guidelines here.
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March comes in like a lion
The crafty fox knows the truth
But eventually the robin
Finds a way
To sing in the sunny stormy august
And then it all seems
wonderful
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Today’s prompt: Write a poem that uses the words negative, balance, and erosion.
Happy Writing!
Pausing and fearing
The invisible
Bonds that tie
Me to
This place I live
Painting and draping
Over all the
Memories that
Tie me to this
Invisible place
I live
For a mind wanders
And a souls tries
To sing
In this invisible world
I live
My personal journey with mental health has been an intersting one. Poetry helps me verbalize thoughts and feeling that don’t seem to have a space. Many times I wonder if I am alone in my experiences, but because of this little writing community, I know that this is not the case! Keep on writing and living, being and breathing! You got this! Photo by Michael Dziedzic on Unsplash
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