There are six of us that have met now for many years on a monthly basis to discuss and talk about a monthly book we set ourselves. Our last book was a huge anthology of poetry.* I balk at poetry because it is often impossibly obscure, or if not needs hard work and application to fully appreciate, but of course that is not always the caee. If anybody out there has any inclination whatsoever to look at poetry I would recommend this volume because it has a huge eclectic range and also it is divided into interesting vaguely related subjects which provides an opportunity to read contrasting views on a particular theme.
All this lead me to become more enthusiastic to the point where I thought I would have a go. I didn't want to have the difficulty of conforming to some specific poetic form or rhyming so favoured what might loosely be called Free Verse to satiate my enthusiasm to "get something down."
The first one relates partly to a recent TV mini series documentary on BBC 2 where an artist walks and talks - see my recent post, Taking a Break.
The second, just in case anybody from the other side of the world is not aware relates to our recent named storm Ciara which wreaked havoc all over the UK. This is a distillation of my most recent post: Following the Coast (6)
*Staying Alive: Real Poems for Unreal Times. Neil Astley
Global warming, species extinction,Health threats and News conspire to depress.Antidotes by donation and responsibilityFail to assuage for not doing more.Maybe the luxury of temporary denial?An artist follows News at TenCarrying a friendly camera through limestone sublime.No music, just footsteps crunching... and birdsong,And the varying shush of the wind.Occasional solicited greetings from passers byAnd sparingly our artist's artist's thoughts.And in between, silence…Silence almost whispers so we absorb white stone,Green pasture, blue sky and that river now rumblingThen slowing, seducing like good brown aleBut still letting us see down down deep.