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November | 2014 | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. Monthly Archives: November 2014. November 9, 2014. A Song of Poppies (in hope of more peace). Bend swords into ploughshares, flutes, trumpets, drums and violins. As one exhales their last, still another greatest symphony begins,. And this is our triumph; when words fail us, the sound of horn. Quavers upon wind, words of peace as seeds of poppies spawn;. I will wear both red and white in remembrance and anticipation. Remembrance: a poem by a red and white poppy wearer. Find ...
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Who are we, really? | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. March 21, 2015. Who are we, really? My own views beyond any political leaning, faith or creed. This entry was posted in Heart-lands. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Terror is the Opaque Horizon.
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A Song of Poppies (in hope of more peace) | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. November 9, 2014. A Song of Poppies (in hope of more peace). Bend swords into ploughshares, flutes, trumpets, drums and violins. As one exhales their last, still another greatest symphony begins,. And this is our triumph; when words fail us, the sound of horn. Quavers upon wind, words of peace as seeds of poppies spawn;. I will wear both red and white in remembrance and anticipation. Of when we dance to tunes of concordance, unity and celebration;. Sent from my iPad. Rememb...
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Dear Theresa | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. May 15, 2015. I wrote this last year when the government were talking about ‘non-violent extremism’ laws. In the recent attacks on human rights I am posting it. It is a personal response, all views my own:. Am I non-violently extreme. Because I hate what you say. And have the courage. To think and to dream. Of human (and animal) rights. Yet act peaceably despite rage? I am persistent and peaceful. In my resistance to your reaping. Of the right to life, dignity, choice,.
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May | 2015 | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. Monthly Archives: May 2015. May 15, 2015. Terror is the Opaque Horizon. The terror of subtle tyrannies. Terror is this opaque horizon, toppling on the brink. Of seeming void; in emptiness of a missile spent,. Margins smudged with names obscured under ink. Of tyranny of those that will not relent, or think,. There may have been a gleam to glean but then. The witness blinked and the sky was splinter-rent,. This is the side you can look at and not perceive,. Unseen slivers bec...
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June | 2014 | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. Monthly Archives: June 2014. June 24, 2014. This is a poem I posted on a new blog I’ve set up exploring personal and environmental stories around asthma. Via Breath: a poem. Remembrance: a poem by a red and white poppy wearer. Terror is the Opaque Horizon. Who are we, really? PURSUING JUSTICE - - - - Equality, Freedom, Nonviolence. A Feminist Challenging Transphobia. Meat For The Storytelling. Amymoloney[dot]com :The Fuzzy Lizzard Blog. Follow Blog via Email. 100 one-page p...
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May | 2014 | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. Monthly Archives: May 2014. May 29, 2014. So, you did not vote? So, you did not vote? In silence you let hatred use your name,. Its not my job to spell it out so you can see –. All the facts clearly in the public domain,. Yet fascism rises under inertia and hypocrisy,. I don’t want to inject thoughts into your brain. But can’t you see the repetition of history. As the extreme right-wing rises yet again? How we came to this is not a great mystery –. As lives, cut ever deeper...
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October | 2014 | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. Monthly Archives: October 2014. October 7, 2014. The following was written in response to a symposium by the same name, Yom Kippur and the examining, releasing and power of words. The art of conversation,. Of rhythms and inhalations,. Of politics and poetry. In gagging law and commentary. In iterate sachet; intricate sashay. Report, limbs artfully raconteur. In echoes of tonality within. That other self, outside your skin,. Words berated, alternatively translated,. Against ...
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March | 2015 | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. Monthly Archives: March 2015. March 21, 2015. Who are we, really? My own views beyond any political leaning, faith or creed. Remembrance: a poem by a red and white poppy wearer. Terror is the Opaque Horizon. Who are we, really? PURSUING JUSTICE - - - - Equality, Freedom, Nonviolence. A Feminist Challenging Transphobia. Meat For The Storytelling. Amymoloney[dot]com :The Fuzzy Lizzard Blog. Follow Blog via Email. Join 1,687 other followers. Find me on the big FB. 100 one-page...
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March | 2014 | Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
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Wordscapes in the wilderlands. Monthly Archives: March 2014. March 10, 2014. Mermaid up a Mountain. Mermaid up a Mountain:. Dysfunctional polymath, renaissance woman,. Mermaid walking up the great mountain,. The things I was told I can’t but found I can,. We learn to drink from our own fountain,. I have faith and I have faith in science. But don’t believe either is always objective,. Humankind can twist any idea to violence,. Any knowledge is translated by perspective,. Terror is the Opaque Horizon.