poem

Ring Shout

| Sheree

Ring Shout by P. Djèlí Clark is a book I can’t get out of my head since I finished reading it.

A dark gothic southern historical fantasy novella set in 1920s Macon, Alabama, just after the 1915 film The Birth of the Nation which is being used to grow the KKK but to another level of Ku Kluxes. Monsters upon monsters.

And who is there to fight them and save the day if not three black women armed with blade, bullets and bomb. Helped with special powers and kinship with Gullah women and the supernatural.

Published on October 13, ( my birthday) 2020, this book blurred all the genres, redefines narratives and timelines and had me hooked from start to finish. It messed with my expectations and just left me wanting more.

I hope there’s going to be a sequel as these characters are too powerful and inspiring to be left in one novella.

More, I want more!

Daily Walk/010

| Sheree

picking my way through the gravel and stones, downwards,

making progress, slow and with care,

thank you, i would have missed their passing, across the path ahead

one stopped, unperturbed, still and erect, checking me out

checking them out

Daily walk/008

| Sheree

Unto the deep, the deepness of calling

stepping out as a battered sojourner,

into the beauty and stillness of autumn,

strength comes from struggle and speaking the uncomfortable.

Anger but also grace in the refusal.

sagra del words

| Sheree

landscape on the turn

throws me back to another time, another place

in the mountains of Lazio

we gathered to write

taking inspiration from the changing colours

we gathered to share

visiting the ruins in Rome

ice creams and coffees

we gathered to create magic