Tania Haberland
Tania Haberland, a tri-national poet (German-South African-Mauritian) is the hybrid of a Hamburg sailor and a Mauritian artist, born in Africa, raised in Arabia and matured in Europe. She publishes, performs and exhibits her poetry and multi-media collaborations across the globe. She lives in Italia and Mauritius where she writes, teaches, sings and creates with the water as her element of connection to this world.
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THE TORRID ZONE/ 2023
It is raining below the belt – let us turn back and smell the lush plants and trees until the sun returns still above shining light direct into the forests of our bodies as the bright flowers between our legs bud and bloom and grow. Aristotle classified what we know deep down inside – as we open our mouths and drink in the clouds we recall. We are varied animal life, we call pleasure we call love we call life as we fall tropical human, humid and moist sunshine, rain and leaves petals, tears and cries of joy we are wet we are slippery we are snails we are secretions creations fluid hibiscus we recall us the torrid zone.
Poetry+Voice — Tania Haberland
Film+Music — Poetics of Reverie
The Torrid Zone has been selected to be part of the — ZEBRA Poetry Film Festival 2023
ILLUMINESCENT/ 2021
Surrounded by snowy silence
I try and return to the bottom of my heart
like a fisherman catching creatures
from the deep I dive.
The stillness can be felt down there
while up here I am always in tides,
moving according to the whims of the moon
and day.
Slowly I swim down
into the calm of my heart.
With each breath, I fathom further
into the kaleidoscope of my depths illuminescent.
Poetry+Voice —— Tania Haberland
Film+Music —— Poetics of Reverie
Filmed in France – Cognac Region | September 2021
NIGHT RAIN/ 2021
« Night Rain » a poem by Tania Haberland (from « Hyphen » 2009)
It rained last night.
In the middle of the night, it poured down.
Waking at first, and then lulling to deep
sleep broken only by the smell of the sun,
morning sucking up last night’s rain.
Things to do draining the rain’s dream,
I feel myself falling
into the morning
like last night’s rain.
– Voice, Poetry & Presence : Tania Haberland
– Sound Design & Film : Poetics of Reverie
Filmed in France at Manaska Retreat Center | July 2021
