i live in fear when he brings his gaze tome stories of dissent on this i feed /under the covers and quiet to hisdemands / alone i peek out with one eyeand colour my peculiar world withdeft strokes / all the thoughts i will paint red / canvas of the mind with slashes of red… Continue reading an anachorism of red
Author: Constance Bourg
Hi, my name is Conny and I'm a poet and essayist. I also make erasure poetry with digital collage.
I'm working on a couple of different projects:
The first one is a book-long erasure poetry & collage project. The book I'm transforming is Tove Jansson's The Summer Book. The theme of this project is life with a chronic illness.
Secondly, I'm collecting and writing poems with therapy potential. After learning about bibliotherapy and poetry therapy, I have started to read poems in a different way. I want to write more poems that can help with navigating mental health issues or difficult situations.
Finally, I'm writing some new material, but I'm not sharing this yet. It will be a collection of poetry and essays around the theme of Doggerland. (I live on the Belgian coast.)
Oh, and I also translate Flemish poetry into English sometimes.
I really have a problem just doing one thing at a time!
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Hair like seaweed and awful repetition
The wind gave her a shove and her hair was like a layer of seaweed, watered with a pinkish lustre. How awful it is when everything functions according to repetition, the blue landscape concealed.
Free chapbook download
I have just released my first chapbook under a creative commons licence, and you can get it for free through the following links: Download from Dropbox Download from Google Drive It is a collection of golden shovel poems inspired by Sylvia Plath's work. I do hope you will download and read. Please let me know… Continue reading Free chapbook download
Secret conversations, an empty bed and an absent-minded guest
Society, renowned for secret conversation, held a short meeting and tarred her. Nothing was left and the bed was empty. The room more or less forgot about her. Her sky was occupied by a vague threat, an absent-minded guest.
Insurmountable
with Lize Spit & Thomas Gunzig An octopus has three hearts:one for birth, one for life, one for death.The soft oval body envelopseverything it needs. One human heart attempts to thinkof yesterday, today, and tomorrow,but the head doesn't listen.Through the ossicles we learn thatmany things in nature occur in threes:you, me and your ego in… Continue reading Insurmountable
Digging for Sylvia cover reveal
Soon I’ll be releasing my first chapbook under a creative commons licence, and you’ll be able to download it for free. Watch this space! The poems I used in this project are: On the plethora of dryadsMorning songThe night dancesChildless WomanBrasiliaWitch burningAftermathA lifeYadwigha, on a Red Couch, Among LilliesThe disquieting musesThe eye-moteThe hanging manStillbornLast wordsI… Continue reading Digging for Sylvia cover reveal
Tender Rebellion 