Biography of Alison Cassidy
The urge to create is universal. As a yoga teacher, I have been tapping into this universal source for more than twenty years and as an actor, since the tender age of five.
In May 2006 I wrote my first poem, inspired, I suppose, by the same spirit that has driven my yoga and creative dance classes for so many years. Experience is slowly teaching me about the technique of writing poetry and giving me the confidence to experiment with different forms, but the initial creative springboard has never changed and continues to fill me with awe.
I feel humbled when I read comments on my work and excited when I am able to offer the occasional insightful one on other people's. I am far less judgmental than when I first joined the site.
My favourite poet is still William Shakespeare and I continue to visit my beloved Jerry Hughes' words when I need a refreshing clarity of vision and absence of bullshit.
My website is kumbada.com.au
- Wild Geese by Mary Oliver
- My First Orgasm
- A Pocketful of Sympathy
- A Moisty Under Milkwood Morning
- A Son Is Born
- I LOVE RED
- Sad is Stupid
- ! ! Mother's Last Mothers Day
- ! ! A Practical Kind of Loving
- I Carry You in my Heart - for Jerry
- ! ! Dancing with Dylan
- Let there be Light
- ! ! ! The Dead Leaf
- ! ! Aging with Grace?
The Old Grey Mare*
She was resourceful, my mother,
she'd been an old grey mare* after all
during the second world war.
'You'd need a face like horse '
she used to say,
'not to find someone.'
After the war, when the magpies dived
during the Spring, she found