Mindfulness
Definitely in the moment. Legs crossed and back straight!
I close my eyes and concentrate. Rock music, not
the Beatles, Pop Songs. I push that thought aside.
A shard of light. Beachside sunsets will defeat
all blinds. I breathe in, then out for two extra
counts. In with the sea smell, out with rock
pulses. Breathing in the musical
rhythms, holding and breathing
out the warm sunlight. I let go.
Vagueness of thoughts
and sounds merge in
the lull of the van
where I sit on a
mat, on the edge
of a crowded
caravan park.
I’m ready
to party.
Language Learning
I tried calligraphy
With trials at drawing.
I didn’t go on stage.
I gave up the piano.
From Greek I translated
Some of Homer’s Iliad.
I went around Europe,
In and out of England too.
I danced to rock and roll
But revelled in jazz jams.
I met an Englishman.
Leaving my little brother behind, we went to Africa. There in a house
With no electricity we raised our first-born. To my small baby, wrapped
in bright java-print I started talking in French English even in Chilunda.
Mwinilunga turned out to be a good place to learn a new language .
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I am a French-born Australian linguist who loves writing about multicultural experiences. Taught English in Zambia and Papua New Guinea, gained a Doctorate with UPNG. In Western Australia I worked with migrants and Indigenous communities in Kalgoorlie and Roebourne. In charge of Amnesty International WA, then moved to Adelaide. Short-listed by The Human Rights Commission for the Literature NF Award for the anthology I edited with the Multicultural Writers Association of Australia, I later published my memoir. Volunteered with the Writers Centre, became active with PEN.
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