Evelyn John Holtzhausen
25 posts
DEAF EARS Alley links the fynbos, pool-side section of my compact garden to the salad patch outside my kitchen door. The alley, always in the shade, was named by my wife, Jackie. This is what happened: I asked Jackie what I should plant in the shade that would grow and bring colour to the alley between my home and my neighbour’s property. In a call from London where she is now stranded by Corona, she offered a few suggestions. Later she asked how the plants were doing. “Not well,” I replied. “In fact, not at all because I didn’t […]
I often think of you Now that you have gone I see you in many places that I never saw you before I see your face reflected in The water when I look down and in the sky when I look up Your reflection lapping up against the concrete 0r sculptured in the clouds I often think of you Now that you have gone Remembering you Your hair tattered in the wind you smiling at me Trusting me Your warm hand on my arm Your warm face pressed against mine. Now, think of you as a bird held too long […]
How, when the long road's unwinding, And the wind whistles as you drive, Your eyes are free to wander, wider Than the road ahead, and your mind
