100Words from Women Writers
Don’t ever think that just because you do things differently, you’re wrong.
The most common way people give up their power is
by thinking they don’t have any.
I do not see myself as a footnote to someone else’s life.
Our histories cling to us. We are shaped by where we come from.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
It’s where we go, and what we do when we get there,that tells us who we really are.
Joyce Carol Oates
O 22, here we come!
Instead of Happy New Year in your language, and because I learnt
the word for ‘Good’ in many languages, I will try a way of wishing different people in Europe: French, Swedish, Finnish, Italian, Spanish, Greek, Irish, Polish, Russian; East Africa Swahili; Australia Wongatha, Ngarluma, Kaurna; PNG Tok Pisin, Motu; and Asia Bahasa Malay to have a Good 2022!
Bon 2022, Bra 2022, Hyvä 2022, Buono 2022, Bueno 2022, Kalos 2022,
Go maith 2022, Dobry 2022, Horosho 2022; Nzuri 2022; Palya 2022,
Marni 2022, Waba 2022; Gutpela 2022, 2022 Namo; Baik 2022.[Comments are welcome]
The heroine from the film 'Zazie dans le Metro'
Appealed to me because she showed irreverence
Against the authorities- an activity I cultivate.
Coined in the days of the Absurdist Theatre,
The era of my studies, to later climax
Into the 1968 French revolution.
With the cheek of a non-urban youth
She embarks on a visit to Paris
Embarrassing her uncle who,
Though eccentric, found her
Hard to restrain.
Zazie performed aerobic jumps
Over the metro barriers,
Her cussing shocked
His friends’ gang.
Travel Man and IT Crowd’s Actor,
Ayoade, confessed this film
Changed his life.
It did mine too.
She’s always lived in the small town on a highway.
It has one set of traffic lights and little action.
For one year she stands near the lights,
spinning the yo-yo up, then down.
As time goes, she has difficulty when cars approach
The move called ‘sleeping yo-yo’ works best
When there are no vehicles about.
So she changes her tactic
During the frequent gaps in the traffic
She reels off a song as she performs,
Playing ‘round the world’ motions
When lights go red, she steps out
humming in rhythm
with her yo-yo
until the lights
go to green.
The boat engine creeks signalling an imminent lock. A stillness follows
allowing moments of discreet reflexion. This lull precedes a to-ing
and fro-ing, a rhythm inapt to this boat’s magic allure
when it floats over the expansive Rhine with no lock
in sight, revealing to us all several picture
postcard peaceful scenes. Early this morning
the river managed to keep us well afloat.
Castles emerged atop lush green forests
while rows of houses came into view
like decorated and gilded gems.
Enchanted by this floating
vision, I dream beyond
the end of time and,
breakfast, oh, dear
I've missed it!