today the chilly awareness of all shades of grey cloud grey mist grey seagull grey feather grey water grey wave grey foam grey rock grey pebble grey rock crevise grey sand grey shell grey crushed shell grey has found my senses at this place today: kayser’s beach 34km west of east london eastern cape south Africa 32°58 south where in the exposed tidal zone in crushed shell sand my feet are wriggling itself in ©Susan Smith
“There is dual tension at work in […] bioregional poems. At some moments the poem is an account of the world-as-it-is, at other moments a idiosyncratic self emerges like a sprite. Yet, the poem announces a concerted effort to write as a way to displace self from phenomenal experience. “ There is a strive “[…] for a poetics in which these two acts – of being, and of ‘letting be’ – work in concert. “ The use of “[…] the journal as a site of poetry, time – marking and framing the place and materials surrounding the writing. With […] clarity, the here and now surface: native animals, plants, waters, people, moon and sky interwoven with thoughts, the mind working. The poem is porous, a duration. Not a slice of life, but an instance of inhabiting […]a site of ecological being.”
Russo, Linda. (n.d.). Writing Within: Notes on Ecopoetics as Spacial Practice. In: How2, 3(2).