Arts
Camille Barr reading her poem The rise of hope from her debut poetry book Behind the facade The rise of hope Awakened by a fresh day of hope Pass the shovel I have to dig A daydream beckons me out As I dare to defy the legacy of my flesh Sweat and tears pass the day The time has come I’m getting out of here… I shed divine depths of despair I hand you back to whom you belong Travelling now under my own direction The ghosts are gone and the path is clear One deep breath and the journey begins It couldn’t be that easy could it?