by Emma-Jane Barlow | Jun 6, 2013 | Poetry
Waiting for the train to arrive. Page waiting to be turned. A freshly printed novel. Waiting to be desired by wise eyes. A canvas of white, longing for colour. Patches of fresh white snow unmarked by nature. Waiting for the rain to fall. A gathering of clouds aiming...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | May 8, 2013 | Uncategorized
Alive with existence. I can feel the wind on my face. The atmosphere carries love – like a bird in flight. Monumental buildings scattered, tourists alert. Camera’s ready. The sky, welcoming the darkness. The tower packed. Excitement builds up in my stomach...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | May 8, 2013 | Poetry
Hooded figures, emerge as daylight disappears. Dissatisfied with ice-cold steel to sit upon. Waiting, eyes darting. Is that the one? No. Thudding beats – individual ears. Sheeted glass walls, freshly black paint fumes. I study a young girl half naked in the winter...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | May 8, 2013 | Poetry
Monotonous Coughing, spluttering. Sirens of babies, whimper. Chairs lined up like soldiers in the hospital white. Diagnosis, on a Sunday morning. Waiting, Aching, Waiting, Watching. Lights dim, low music soothes. Disinfectant fumes, burn my morning eyes. Blood,...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | Mar 19, 2013 | Blog
So I received information today about my dissertation for next year, third year discussion already? Wow! University really does fly on by… The good thing about being on a creative course is that I can do a creative piece for my final dissertation. YES! We are...