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When I was just

a little girl

My mother showed me how to

sew seeds


I could live like Alice does

in a wonderland.

At the time we drew them blooming from the earth

Knees dusted in dirt

All I could hear were their howls and screams.

As a woman

thinking on how I am plucked and tugged and wrenched and dislocated

I pat the soil around my babies and promise they will

come to full term



and, when the wind threatens to carry them away,


and knit themselves into crusts and crevices

for you to wonder at

when you are screaming.


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Today she thought 

I miss being a girl. 
How many times these months

chants & championing 

The words 

woman & strong 

impregnated so as she might erupt

An Orphic egg

Spit out a new cosmos amongst the darkness


Create from the wound. 
She was sorry to let the universe down. 
But when she buckled up her own helmet before riding 

when she took her own hand to cross the road against the lights   

She shuffled her feet at the curb & breathed

‘All the women in me are tired. 

I miss being someone’s girl’. 

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Inter Lingua 

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Never two steps back.

1239707_10151846047621826_942272436_n‘We will, for the first time in 40 years, actually go backwards.For people accustomed to inexorable progress, this is an almost incomprehensible prospect. Anne Summers’.

“But I am still convinced that man is tougher than any darkness. That man’s hope is the capacity to believe in man, his hope, his aspiration toward a better human condition. The fact that man always hopes toward a better human condition, I think that the purpose of writing, of art, is a record.” Faulkner.


I thought long and hard about whether I would write something political this weekend, the weekend that Australians voted for their next Prime Minister, the weekend that Tony Abbott and the Liberal Party were chosen.

It was a comment made this afternoon regarding this picture and a post made by an artist friend of mine however that made me realise I must.

Looking at this picture we see how the votes were spread. Who was in a majority and who in a minority.

Reflecting on the one seat the greens have, a friend of mine commented on what little hope he felt we had. That there was nothing one seat could do to create any change, to create any balance.

I disagree.

I disagree in the way that History tells us that one voice can make a difference. I disagree because of people like Rosa Parks. I disagree because of people like my friend who after the results were in, posted this on her Facebook:

‘Today I wake with a greater drive to give more love, be more compassionate, make more art, DO MORE and refuse to let our political climate define who we are as a culture. My leader doesn’t define me, I define myself. Lets keep connecting and create the community WE want to see in this world’.

…I disagree because like Faulker suggests, without hope for better, better for yourself and better for others, we have no drive, no movement, no hope for change.

Of course I am speaking from the position of minority here but just because I am one of a small amount of people doesn’t mean that my or their voices become defunct. We can still be heard because we have a right to be heard.

‘Promote what you love rather than bash what you hate’ the saying goes. I believe this is the way forward. To lean into the positive, lean into what puts you and your beliefs in their element. To continue to create when you feel like you’ve been beaten, to continue to define yourself as Polly Sara said above.

We do not have to go backwards or stagnate as a country as Ann Summers said above. As individuals we can continue to move forward. We just have to make that choice to cultivate it, to keep on moving.

Wonder. Meant …that if there is one thing we can be certain of in life it is CHANGE. It will come again.


x Kate


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Change is wonder-full…isn’t it?

‘…the more you take in the more strength you find waiting to accomplish things and to expand your life…We don’t need revolutions provided we evolve, provided we are constantly open to new experience , provided we are open to other human beings and what they have to give us’. Anais Nin.

It feels uncomfortable doesn’t it. Change. And yet it is happening all around us all the time. The cells I had on my skin when I awoke this morning, awoke out of a particularly long slumber into another cold dark Melbourne morning, are changed, 30-40,000 times every hour, shed in fact …now home again looking through a window onto a cold dark Melbourne night.  This change though ‘everyday’ is profound and yet it is not such profundity that makes me squirm.

Tomorrow I embark on a second semester of my Masters, …new classes to take, new classes to teach. This is my third degree and so history and experience tells me that I will be ok, that I have survived the others and so I’ll survive this. And yet…

In the holiday period I have also had to say goodbye to three people, at least, said goodbye to the way that my relationship with these three individuals has existed in the past. As I will continue to see all three of them through various mediums, in various places, I will have to confront that change each time I see them.

Both the thought of moving into a second ‘unknown’ semester and of existing with these individuals in a new way have me feeling more naked and more squirmish than shedding 30 to 40 thousand skin cells. As it is with my thoughts that I create this discomfort however, I’m wondering if I can use my thoughts to change my perspective, to focus on wonderment in the face of the unknown, not fear.

In change, we so often focus on the negative, on what we have lost. Rarely do we consider what we have gained. Like Anais Nin stated however, new experiences inevitably lead us to expansion, to evolve, whether it is with insight, a new relationship or the ability to put into action what we have learned through previous experiences. We always gain something in the throws of change and that very possibility should not be feared but delighted in like an empty playground or, to use a popular metaphor, a blank canvas.

But we wait for the gift of hindsight to see the benefits change brings, wait for the new skin cells before we get comfortable, wait to enjoy the empty playground. This waiting can take years. Can we not give a little energy at the moment change presents itself to wonder, even whilst squirming, what light it can shed and what great paths may await us because of it?

I believe so.

For me the light comes when I truly bask in that idea of  possibility. In that empty playground. What could happen, what is possible now that there is room? What have I learned through the experience and what choices might I make now that will benefit my future? It’s infinite and indeed wonder-full.

There’s one other thing that helps and we can fall back on proven ideas of evolution to feel assured. There is no ‘end result’ really. Life, forever evolving is also forever changing. There will always be new things to try, new choices to make, new problems to solve and so in the words of the Dalai Lama ‘If there’s a problem that cant be solved, there’s no point in worrying about it. If there’s a problem that can be solved…there’s no point in worrying about it’. We will always be faced with change, it’s a part of life. Worrying about it wont make it go away.

Wonder. Meant …that in understanding change we might see what benefits it can bring now as much as in our future.

x Kate

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