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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	Not like the movies: The Cape Corps and the legacy of the apartheid-government by Abigail George
	Therefore by Abigail George
	A glimpse of stocking by Abigail George

	After coming out after a long depression by Abigail George (for the South African poet Cwayita Hlohloza)I wanted to say this. Just because we don’t talk all the time on the telephone or haven’t
	Thinking of the scientist John Nash thinking in code by Abigail George (for my mother and father)The world in which I liveis a ki
	Shepherd's Field by Abigail George Shepherd’s Field(for Ambronese) Our expectations were obsessive that Saturday.
	No More Imagining Things of the Past by Abigail George
	A prayer for the dementia of the flesh by Abigail George (For the Dutch poet Joop Bersee) ‘The flame in the snow’, in the field, In the wild ‘song of songs’ wilderness of
	A swimmer's life under water by Abigail George There’s an accident-prone toddler in the house. My brother’s son. Will he have more children,I wonder to myself as I make tea. Watchin
	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.
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