Ann van WijgerdenPoem: THE DYING ART OF LETTING GOWinter sun hangs low in clear blue of sky, half-blinded by its potency,Jul 18Jul 18
Ann van Wijgerdenpoem: DEAR PLANETLast night I dreamed of oceans unboundaried by horizons. I saw landmasses likewise in all their luminous verdancy, length, and breadth. But…Feb 18Feb 18
Ann van WijgerdenLIVE CAMWatching Philippine Hawk Eagles raise their chick during Covid-19 lockdownOct 31, 2023Oct 31, 2023
Ann van WijgerdenFLICKERA response to poets reading from ‘New Voices: Contemporary Writers Confronting the Holocaust’ (Rattlecast #192)Aug 1, 2023Aug 1, 2023
Ann van WijgerdenGerminationSomething I read recently caught me by surprise. It was something mentioned in passing, ‘tucked away’ in a much bigger message about a…Jun 12, 2021Jun 12, 2021
Ann van WijgerdenIt’s OK to be Not OKSeveral years ago, my Dutch nephew, who lives in the U.K and was studying theology at the time, recommended a book by a Filipino pastor…May 1, 2021May 1, 2021