For Finlee,

by Arianna Hogan | Mar 25, 2022 | Poetry

A poem for Finlee.   Death has a way of changing you, of changing your perspective. Death of a child changes how a person looks at life. Witnessing and knowing death young often means a child loses their innocence, the very essence of childhood. A rose-tinted world...

In a poet’s words, who am I? Arianna Hogan.

by Arianna Hogan | Mar 9, 2022 | Art, Writing

I am the sole sculptor of my experience. moulded by loves, and losses, dreams, and desires.       And still this heart runs free and my gaze is softened steel. I remain.      A multi-faceted collection of stones. An assortment of roughly-cut and...

soil

by Arianna Hogan | Oct 24, 2021 | Poetry

Sociolinguistics Essay: An analysis of daily personal interactions within varied social networks and their influence on speech.

by Arianna Hogan | Oct 24, 2021 | Linguistics

I have reviewed my daily interactions during an average week. During this time, I engaged with my various social networks. These networks included family members and close friends of the family, peers within my local Volunteer Surf Lifesaving Club, university peers,...

illumination

by Arianna Hogan | Oct 12, 2021 | Poetry

i am not sunshine. i am storms. the blinding flash of lightning across skies. illumination. i dance to thunder’s drum. a wilder beat. dangerous and untamed. dark’s love, illumination. i am not ever-present. not constant rays, but pulses. strokes, and...