Roots/ Routes

tree

“The tree stands.

Whatsoever stands has strength.

Once we stand we learn to move and stand still.

The journey, our story, continues when standing leads to walking.

Trees stand.”

~ Alida Gersie and Nancy King (1990)

**Coming soon to a sunny day in a park near you: a creative workshop on identity, passage and belonging!

*If you are in the Porto area and interested in participating, please contact me: ddmatthee@gmail.com

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Moving language

“Language is the house with lamplight in its windows,

visible across fields.  Approaching, you can hear

music; closer, smell

soup, bay leaves, bread – a meal for anyone

who has only his tongue left.

It’s a country; home; family;

abandoned; burned down; whole lines dead, unmarried.

For those who can’t read their way in the streets,

or in the gestures and faces of strangers,

language is the house to run to;

in wild nights, chased by dogs and other sounds,

when you’ve been lost a long time,

when you have no other place.”

~ Anne Michaels

skulp

Learning the language I moved (in)to, I hold it to my ear like a shell,

hearing waving white noise and (be)longing;

gradually letting it soften and salt my tongue.

My (own) language is an ocean away; I keep walking its shore in my dreams.

*How do you place yourself in a foreign language? ~RSVP