by admin | Jun 24, 2026 | Poems for Body Systems, Poems for Carers, Poems for Healing, Poems for NHS Workers, Poems for Women
So many thresholds are hidden. Even those with clear punctuation marks like a change of job or something that involves a ceremony. We have rituals for these. But even they are brief, perhaps a few hours, maybe a day or two. Certainly not enough time to travel such an...
by admin | Jun 15, 2026 | Poems for Healing, Poems for Women
rust fired off in all directions like sparks clatter of metal over metal the release of coils unbinding that anchor would never move wedded to the ocean floor, is left behind this ship, tethered for years releases the handle listens for the crash as the chains fall...
by admin | Jun 8, 2026 | Poems for Carers, Poems for Healing, Poems for NHS Workers
There is little point in tending to the edges of the riverbanks if what is allowed to flow through is poison. At it’s most simple moral injury is where what you believe to be true and what you experience do not align. More than that, they clash in such a way...
by admin | Apr 4, 2026 | Poems for Body Systems, Poems for Healing, Poems for Women
Q: If menopause had been framed as sacred how would I feel now? A: Like I was stepping into an era as an honourable rite of passage, witnessed and welcomed by women and ancestors. Revered and respected by younger generations who do not fear it, or me as I enter this...
by admin | Mar 20, 2026 | Poems for Wheel of the Year
Spring, who made her announcement in whispers and tiptoes,arrives from the wings.Enters centre stage to pirouette, all eyes on herdelicate balance.We lean over, hold our breathand pivot into light. C o p y r i g h t © 2026 Kate Fox Robinson Image by Fabio Marciano...