Oiseau

Oh, oiseau, to embody your frail frame, to be ever in motion.

 To swoop above the caged existence of the terrestrial.

 You, with your sweet summer song,

your fleeting existence...

Before another grey morning dawns on your twisted body,

Grown cold on the unforgiving tarmac.

How different are we from you?

Are we not also transcience?

A gentle breeze blows us over,

Like cardboard cutout houses,

Playing at being rooted on firm foundations.

The façade falls

And we are left

Standing

Naked

In front of the mirror.

Yet, how we deny it.

We consider immortality on this broken shard of a world,

Something to be grasped.

Something to clutch to our throbbing chests.

How arrogant,

How

Futile.

Kerry Lemon

I'm caught up in the aesthetics.

There and Back Again to See How Far it is.

I must beg your pardon for my absenteeism of late. First I was gorging myself on information for my June Examinations. Which went fairly well, thank you for asking. Latterly, I have been away, there's a lot. So, I'll give you a pencil sketch and fill in the colours at a later stage. 


We took an 18 hour roadtrip to Pretoria, which was positively torturous and spent a weekend in Gauteng, seeing friends and family. We then went to the Lowveld, to the Kruger National Park and various other marvellous natural wonders and sights. We then went to a sleepy little dorpie where my aunt lives. There's nothing there except family. We proceeded down to the Karoo to see my mother's cousin, which was lovely. I got some stunning shots, which are on my sister's laptop. She is currently elsewhere, so I'll have to leave you with baited breath for the photographs.


We travelled about 4 thousand kilometers.


It's good to be back.