The moon is a wide-eyed owl,
eavesdropping at our every word,
gazing at us while we walk naked
reliving our days in the womb
where the world is all water, wind and fire.
Our shadows are amphibians
thriving among sands, pebbles, and waves.
The night is warm like blood and breath.
Our silence reverberates in the wind.
We are a testament to Eden’s total mystery:
am I broken from your ribs
or are you broken from mine?
I know of no science nor theology
to tell why our whispers

The University of South Pacific is hosting a conference on creativity and climate change. Suva, Fiji. 13 - 17 September 2010.

“The conference will bring together writers, artists and environmental activists in providing an alternative culture of determination of responses to issues like climate change.”

They invite academics, writers and artists to attend.

For more information: http://www.usp.ac.fj/index.php?id=9020