From Metaphor to Method
In trying to imagine an arts-based component for my doctoral research, I discovered that the metaphors guiding my thinking had quietly become the method itself.
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The Story of What Did Not Happen
Sometimes the most unexpected days become the ones that quietly reshape the stories we tell ourselves.
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The Common Thread
A poem about the quiet connections that endure across generations, and how ordinary acts can bring us closer to those we never had the chance to know.
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The Threads Have Always Been There
Sometimes the answers we search for are not waiting to be invented, but quietly waiting to be recognised.
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Broken Mosaics
The more I uncover about my family’s past, the more I realise how many stories I have accepted without ever knowing where they began.
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Familiar Place Names, Unfamiliar Territory
A virtual journey through Hungary rekindles memories that were never quite forgotten, and awakens a longing to rediscover the places that have lived quietly in my imagination for decades.
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The Dead of the Night
The night has held motherhood, fear, loss, and finally peace. A reflection on the changing meaning of darkness across a lifetime.
