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Cornelia Smith Fick: Fool’s Gold

FOOL’S GOLD

A familiar embrace
of gold-bearing rock,
tentacles spread to fissure;
whispered agreement
melting rock.

A hasty excuse—
penetrating deep into the earth,
mimicking the elements—
millennia reduced to minutes
in gold time that glitters – hard, brittle.

Deception aglow—
a reef in the
Dark tryst.

———

SURVIVING

Survival tree. Growing
       steep.
Stunted.
lonely roots deep into. Wall of rock
cleft sideways – arrears
cloning a tree,
its leaves small, sparse.
A stone body climbs over a cliff,
sprouting a flowering.

———

RENDERING THE SWEET

Something needs to break shatter
proof patriarchy
the power of water seeping
a quiver crushing
the doctrine
of an ancient church
into blinding
light – awareness.
Generational hatred denied/torture
cloaked in the sugar
of semantic love
sweet sticky
silence of complicity.

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Poems © Cornelia Smith Fick
Image by Arek Socha from Pixabay (modified)

Cornelia Smith Fick
Cornelia Smith Fick
Cornelia Smith Fick’s debut collection, Eye of a Needle: And other stories, was published in 2016. Her stories and poetry has appeared in Itch; Botsotso; Experimental Writing: Volume 1, Africa VS Latin America; Soho Square V, Poetry Potion, New Contrast, Bloomsbury; Atlanta Review etc. She’s currently a PhD candidate at the University of the Western Cape.

1 COMMENT

  1. I am now a woman, older, wiser, more or less set in her ways, living on her terms, accepting of her past who yearns for truth. I yearn for the kind of truth found in experience and the lasting love of familial bonds. It’s interesting for me to see my own personal growth and development as a writer as I come back to pieces that I’ve written decades ago, to read comments on my work, to see this platform as both a home and the opportunity that presented itself to me by creatives who I see and acknowledge as family. This poem to me, written by a fellow South African speaks to me of the natural world, incidents that are found there and not in humanity at all. Words are powerful and so is the pen in the hands of this poet. I find it truly inspirational when I meet the imaginative mind of a female intellectual who is also a poet and fellow creative making their way in this world. Don’t stop writing, inspiring and being a mentor to other emerging writers. Female voices in writing are important. Female voices of color need to be heard.

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