Catégorie : poetry

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    Of beginnings

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    Of beginnings

    This poem is dedicated

     

    To my dear and beloved soul sister Cait,
    as  a proof the brightest lights of the sheerest joys
    can only shine so bright in the dark.

     

    With my sincere hopes that one day,
    Your sweet daughter Marnie, 
    will then be able to read this testament,
    of her Mother’s love and strenght.

     

    Yours Truly, 
    Barbara Ferreres

     

    Of Beginnings;

     

    a poem about new births and new beginnings,
    New Years babies, and labour while the world is busy partying
    an eulogy to what was before a Mother, 
    and a celebration of the many deaths women go through in life.

     

    « And now let’s welcome the New Year, 
    Full of things that never have been »

     

    —  As I paint the night with my screams
    Fireworks join me in this peticular choir, 
    Red flashes illuminating my face —
    They’re highlighting the pain
    That comes when things end.
    I am disintegrating in the Time between
    Everything going on, beginning, ending, 
    Between the Death of Me and the new Life I’m creating,
    — I am one with the World.
    Fire starts cracking, my head is bursting;
    Oh, I am nothing, but a Scream!
    As the bouquet final starts,
    The nurses’ choregraphy joins this chaotic orchestra,
    Then! As the night sky begins to recover
    From this aggressive celebration…

    The Silence

    is illuminated

    by a cry —

    for Life!

     

    To my younger self publishing
    A few years back, innocently, 
    « New Year, New Me! »
    I’m glad you enjoyed it while it lasted,
    For this year, I start it off as a rebirth, 
    In the form of a Mother! 
    Oh! The still Winter Nights
    Shall never remain Silent again.

    Text :

    « Of Beginnings »
    Barbara Ferreres, 
    January 2024, 
    Prompted by a tweet made by Cait on her daughter’s Marnie birth. 

     

    Photograph :

    « La petite fille du train Montpellier – Perpignan »
    or
    « Small Little Girl sitting in the train from Montpellier to Perpignan »
    Photographie prise aux environs d’Agde dans le train TGV SNCF INOUI entre Nîmes Centre et Perpignan
    Photograph taken by Agde, Hérault (34), Languedoc-Roussillon, Occitanie, France.
    Barbara Ferreres,
    December 2023 – Décembre 2023
    Fujifilm xs10, lens fujinon 15-35mm

    Barbara Ferreres, all rights reserved 2023-2025


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    Souvenir

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    Souvenir

    Souvenir

    Tapes, from the « Souvenirs » painting series, by Okaasan/Nathalie Ferreres, mixed media on canvas, all rights reserved 2023-2024

    She noticed the graphite scratching,
    The ink flowing ;
    Second scretched,
    As she lurked

    (suite…)


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    Revolution fest

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    Revolution fest

    Revolution fest

    It’s too much sound
    Should I make it round
    To the telegrapher
    Or doesn’t it matter
    (suite…)


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    Is life worth a tea?

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    Is life worth a tea?

    What’s the worth of a life everything keeps passing through?
    This cigarette, it’s gonna be gone in a minute or two
    I’m thinking of my relatives and they’re gonna be gone soon
    This tea I’m drinking, I’ll forget aout it too

    (suite…)


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    What remains

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    What remains

    I should sleep less,
    I should read more;
    Write about my lore,
    Reclaim those sleepless nights again
    As mine.

    (suite…)


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