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Book 4Introduction
About this project
About this book
Book 4 of the CTLI Writing Project Anthology Series.
The authors represented in this book are as follows:
Alistair Sebastian
Beulinde S. Fisher
Carlene Notley
Caylie PIedt
Isabella
Florence Phillips
Najma Ismail
Kashiefa Ferus
Elise Titus
Belinda Petersen
Madenia Ismail
Vida Ryan
Lee-Ana Daames
Brigette
LRS
The authors represented in this book are as follows:
Alistair Sebastian
Beulinde S. Fisher
Carlene Notley
Caylie PIedt
Isabella
Florence Phillips
Najma Ismail
Kashiefa Ferus
Elise Titus
Belinda Petersen
Madenia Ismail
Vida Ryan
Lee-Ana Daames
Brigette
LRS
I thank my children for believing in Magic
by Alistair Sebastian
by Alistair Sebastian
for Catherine and Alexander
Mother
by Alistair Sebastian
(Lillian: God is a vow)
by Alistair Sebastian
(Lillian: God is a vow)
Tunes, thro’ puckered lips ripple through my lair
Fears, sadness, weighted loads of living fade
like ice melting from the warmth it made.
Her voice echoes now through the air
And the sweet smells of supper linger there
Amidst the clinking glass and table laid
My pain I know - her pain I too have made
Her gentle voice with ease the world to bear
How I so wish I could have known your pain
Or the soft voice to soothe your tender heart
I with living … thought we had so much time
Late to face the storm or the coming rain
Too late to sing - time only to but part
Who is now there to ease my burdened heart?
Fears, sadness, weighted loads of living fade
like ice melting from the warmth it made.
Her voice echoes now through the air
And the sweet smells of supper linger there
Amidst the clinking glass and table laid
My pain I know - her pain I too have made
Her gentle voice with ease the world to bear
How I so wish I could have known your pain
Or the soft voice to soothe your tender heart
I with living … thought we had so much time
Late to face the storm or the coming rain
Too late to sing - time only to but part
Who is now there to ease my burdened heart?
This poem is dedicated to my mother who was such a special person. She died of cancer almost 30 years ago. Even through her suffering, which she did quietly and in a most dignified way, she still sought to help those around her deal with their issues and problems. I regret not having recognised just how sick she was. We were teenagers concerned so much with our own lives that we didn’t notice the pain of others or how much of an impact the loss would be.
About the author
Alistair Martin Sebastian was born on 24th November 1973 in Cape Town. He was the first in his family to attend university and completed his Bachelor of Arts Degree at the University of the Western Cape in 1994. He then went on to complete a one year Higher Diploma in Education at UWC in 1995. He currently holds the position of Head of Department (English) and Academic Head at Rhodes High School. He has taught English at High School level for the past twenty four years
Alistair Martin Sebastian was born on 24th November 1973 in Cape Town. He was the first in his family to attend university and completed his Bachelor of Arts Degree at the University of the Western Cape in 1994. He then went on to complete a one year Higher Diploma in Education at UWC in 1995. He currently holds the position of Head of Department (English) and Academic Head at Rhodes High School. He has taught English at High School level for the past twenty four years