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POEM: Let The Caterpillar Go

A long feast of leaves and crawling in the garden. Hands big and curious scoop me up, Into a jar smudged with dirt. I hear fantasies of colourful wings and sunshine. Months of this, I’m so hungry for change. I don’t care if it will hurt. I wrap myself in silk. Dissolving, Reforming, Clawing my […]

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POEM: Eulogy of Old Carden

When I think of you, I think of the poem ‘Simplify Me When I’m Dead’ by Keith Douglas, specifically the lines, “Thus when in a year collapse particular memories, you may deduce, from the long pain I bore the opinions I held, who was my foe and what I left, even my appearance but incidents […]

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POEM: The Witch 

A witch A lovely one  Guides my hand to the great divine   The higher being who we call to everyday  In hope of being heard, held and answered   Curious we are.  She guides my hand into the great expanse of the Universe  Guiding my hand to the Mother  To the Higher Self  Guiding my hands […]

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POEM: Blue 

My open hands glide along the rhythmic crashing of the waves. Lacing my fingers through sea foam that forms while they curl and collapse. Trying to bear the motion in my hands. Attempting to collect the crystal blue hue. Watching it slip between my fingers, returning to the gurgling sea foam, retreating back out to […]

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Environmental Collective Column #1

Welcome to the Environmental Collective Column! At UQU Environment, we are proud to be a collective driven by students, for students. That’s why we’re so excited to be launching the Environmental Collective column as an ongoing contribution to the Semper newspaper. We hope to create a space to spotlight the incredible environmental work happening across […]

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POEM: My Most Precious Collection

The woman I am?   A cartographer of curiosity.  Resident of far and wide.  Adventurer, explorer.    Treasure hound.  Passionate devotee of beautiful things.   Collector, curator.  My most precious collection?  Women.   Priceless, robust, delicate.  Such as a cursed amulet at the Nepalese border.  Captivating. Intoxicating. Formidable.  I offer you a glimpse at my collection.   No passport required.  […]

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POEM: To My Sister, Three Thousand Miles Away

Where has the time gone  Since this all first begun  Since we last had a sleepover  And spent a day out in the sun?  Since I last heard your laughter  And watched you first ride a bike  It’s been months since I’ve seen you  Though it feels like just last night  I can’t remember the […]

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POEM: Fabrications

It must seem an unreachable fantasy to those who lack the  freedoms  to sing into the clouded skies as they realise their lifetime of dreams,   despite the relentless hammering of the jealousy-filled voices below.  Who can reach out their delicate fingers,  and simply caress the horizons of human existence itself.   The societies with such freedoms […]

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