Abigail George

Abigail George studied film and television production for a short while, which was followed by a brief stint as a trainee at a production house. She is a writer and poet. She has lived in Johannesburg and Port Elizabeth but she is currently living in Port Elizabeth. She has had poetry published in print and online. She has had short fiction published online. In 2005 and 2008 she was awarded grants from the National Arts Council in Johannesburg. She is not purely devoted to poetry but to pursuing writing fulltime. Storytelling for her has always been a phenomenal way of communicating and making a connection with other people.


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	No high school diploma, and no university degree by Abigail George
	The lover by Abigail George
	Finding The Promise Of Love In A COVID-19 World by Abigail George Everything I write to you is in code. And when you fall I am reaching for the light that guides you in this universe. I am allowing for the pain of our separation to transform me.

	Falling by Abigail George Falling Our choices change the future evolution of the universe. His body is heaven’s plateau. A cold
	Volcano Lovers by Abigail George
	Pear country during Easter by Abigail George (for Julian)You’re just a boy and I’m just an invisible girl. You’retenderness, light, angelic.You’re a still life portrait.
	No meal is complete without family by Abigail George No meal is complete without family(for the Dutch poet Joop Bersee)Love, how you taught me the bonds of family.And how you sometimes held me close and kissed me.
	The morning sun in the garden by Abigail George ‘You have a sadness about you.’Somebody said that to me onceWhen I was young and brave.‘And sadness in one as young asYou is fri
	All about Eve by Abigail George All about Eve(for my parents) I’ve been living underground like graffiti, the grunge scene,grav
	You must be very tired by Abigail George (He sleeps the sleep of an addict). (He sleeps the sleep of an addict). (He sleeps the sleep of an addict).
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