And still we rise…! 84%! – Tanvir Naomi Bush

Ruth Hartley Storytelling, Family, Racism5 Comments

Dear Readers – introducing my extraordinary novelist daughter, Tanvir Naomi Bush, who is crowdfunding through Unbound for her next novel – please read her post for a flavour of the story. If you like you can help through Unbound. CULL has hit 84% of total and is on a roll! For those of you unsure about what this is all […]

Grenfell Tower

Ruth HartleyJustice, Poetry, Truth2 Comments

Smoke rushing skywards screaming swirling burning blackening poisoning roaring roiling sprinkling light spreading debris sparkling fire-wrapping the homes flaming flaming the living core fire-wrapping fire-wrapping the furnace of families flaming flaming choking the children fire-wrapping fire-wrapping blinding the babies flaming flaming closer to the crying fire-wrapping fire-wrapping the people who perish flaming flaming suffocating the souls fire-wrapping fire-wrapping searing the […]

Photo Children

Ruth HartleyFamily, Journey, Photography2 Comments

I don’t change but the photos of my children grow younger all the time. My children are ageless too but their recorded images alter every year The photo children become thin or fat They wear braces or smiles, spectacles or scowls. Their hair is straight or curled, but in their present flesh they are constant. My heart holds them so, […]

All the world’s a wedding

Ruth HartleyFamily13 Comments

What is a Marriage? Marriage- a formal agreement between two people – the ceremony in which this agreement is made – the state of being married. Wedding – a marriage ceremony. Women and men are equal in law and in marriage. “Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time,  […]

Tomorrow Mountain and the writing of Today’s Stories

Ruth HartleyEducation, Politics, Southern Africa, The Tin Heart Gold Mine21 Comments

Tomorrow Mountain today There were debts to be paid. I knew that. I hope that I’ve made a small repayment in The Tin Heart Gold Mine. When I was a girl of 16 I lived with my mother and stepfather one day’s walk from Tomorrow Mountain. It stood out against the sky, a long shape humped at both ends like […]