There is a time
There is a time

There is a time
to hang on
and a time to let go.
Now is the
letting go time,
the ending time,
leaving the shore time,
handing over my will time,
throwing out time,
inviting in time,
timeless time,
acceptance time,
big time,
definitely high time,
forgetting everything that ever mattered time,
a time of need,
for
‘only God knows’ what.

Still some time left.

2014

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Poems chosen from an anthology of poems called ‘For Crying Out Loud – Voice of an Exile’, published early 2016.

Bettina

Bettina John von Freyend-Peterseil was born at the end of the 2nd World War in Germany. She exiled herself early on, travelling the world, never able to settle anywhere for long. She now lives in the West of Ireland, where she and her husband built their home, raised their children and tended the land. She has been teaching, writing and in the past 15 years creating her collage work.

The poetry compilation ‘For Crying Out Loud- voice of an exile’ comes at a time when globally people are forced to move on a large scale. Bettina offers a personal account of the mindset of a self imposed exile. She reveals her disconnection and her longing to belong mirroring a world also steeped in separation.

Ouevre

I’ve tried to run

Poetry by Bettina

I’ve tried to run from suburb to city, to mountains and sea, from father and mother to husband, son and daughter. I hold memories of passing moments like clouds, dissolving,...
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How do you make green?

Poetry by Bettina

In school they threw her out of painting class. She was useless at colours, she says. Her face is wrinkled now. Her frame has shrunk to the size of a...
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Who was I?

Poetry by Bettina

Who was I before I forgot your face? Who was I before I forgot your name? Who was I before? My mother’s face, my father’s face, my brother’s face. Mother...
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Anthology

उठूँ तुझे छूने को

Poetry by Omendra Ratnu

उठूँ तुझे छूने को, लालायित मन से आऊँ , पा के तुझे प्रगाढ़ विश्राम में ,निश्चिंत ! क्या करूं अतिक्रमण ,ठिठक के रह जाऊं , करवट से तेरी उठी हलचल...
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Victory Dance

Poetry by Sanaya

Let me dance my Victory dance around the anarchy that crumbles Inside me. Rubber band arms stretch far out Collision Rejection Dismantle this machinery of misery, let each bolt fall...
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