Hoping your year started peacefully. I started 2019 listening to ‘Let’s Face the Music and Dance‘ by Irving Berlin, sung by the great Nat King Cole. The song for me captures the spirit of making merry no matter what troubles may be ahead and finding joy in life and love. I was not feeling well earlier in the evening – I have complex disabilities and chronic health conditions – but by the time we saw the fireworks from our open bedroom window and read out Tennison, I was warm and hopeful. The story about how we ended up reading the classic ‘Ring Out, Wild Bells‘ is shared in a new poem I wrote the next day. It centers on the story of a woman honouring a beautiful tradition her mother kept. I’ve submitted this poem together with one other and three art pieces into an International Mental Health & Wellbeing ‘Postcard’ Show. Another poem of hope is written today:
A January Sunday morning,
After my ritual of washing
Dan comes in with the Guardian,
While drinking tea I’m listening
To desired reports, hope glistening;
In the USA diverse representatives sworn in
In the UK, political rebellion against fracking
And I hear, deep inside, a caged bird sing
While doors with rusty iron locks are slowly opening.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Meanwhile, a piece I wrote last year on disability and access has been published:
So, these are my offerings for hope and determination going into 2019.