Cornwall By Emily Lawrence - September 26th, 2020 Posted in Thoughts No comments The gift of labour is rest; there is nothing better than for us to enjoy our work, because this is all we have. I love how close either s...
Kingley Vale50º53’28.3ºN 0º49’41.4″W By Emily Lawrence - September 5th, 2020 Posted in Thoughts No comments Slap, slap, slap. Feet hit earth behind me like the sound of washing whipping on a line. “What are you doing?” “This is maximum stride,” ...
What does pain feel like? By Emily Lawrence - August 21st, 2020 Posted in Poetry No comments I feel it all As if it were colour Spread across a sheet And mixed in How do you unpick red and green Once it’s become brown Smelling lik...
Words to others By Emily Lawrence - June 29th, 2020 Posted in Shorts No comments I love the coincidences of life, the hidden interconnections that unveil a greater purpose for us all in how we live, relate and see each...
I am listening By Emily Lawrence - June 28th, 2020 Posted in Poetry No comments I stand for you, I stand for all of you. I’m standing up now, Educating my unknowns. Listening to the voices of the silenced and unsilenc...
Sometimes By Emily Lawrence - June 27th, 2020 Posted in Thoughts No comments Sometimes things feel just out of our reach. Today I felt like that. Where the world gave me all these ideas, like waking up in a morning...