Postcardia-cum-Poetica #36


There was bird then going on for a bit and this wasn’t final stretch at playing along at home with ‘bird’s eye view’.

An Avant Card with Sheldon Petite’s photography, words are from Elyora

Postcardia-cum-Poetica #34

Last post, I promised something a little more light-hearted! It was only after the poem was stuck down that I noticed the thought bubbles.

Another repurposed Avant Card which continues on a run of bird themed cards between Kim and I have been sending. 

Apologies to the artist whose details I forgot to take down before the card went into the post. 

Postcardia-cum-Poetica #21

I discovered this Avant card in the back pocket of my satchel Monday morning, possibly from a recent brunch visit to Brew. Possibly from last writer drinks. 

Welcome to my headspace.

I’m currently on hiatus from ‘life as I know it’. My phone is switched off. I have cancelled all my appointments and social engagements. My projects are all on hold, though I’m writing if I feel inspired to do so. No pressure though. I’m on a break.

I’m trying to get back to ‘me’. Trying to relieve the clusterfuck in my head and the horrible emptiness inside. Learning to be okay with taking a break and facing the fear of losing momentum. Sounds like a far better prospect than losing me!

Post depression/chronic pain/insomnia, I’m still a work in progress. I’m still unsure how to drive this body in a way that doesn’t destroy it in the process. Jokingly, as in typing this, I’m reminded of Moe Willems awesome book, Don’t Let The Pigeon Drive The Bus.

Unashamedly, this postcard is all about me. No pigeons. And definitely no apologies. 

(Apologies though to the postcard artist who, in my current state of mind, I forgot to note down their surname and social media details. Alex, I’m sorry!!)