I’ve written about my sequence ‘Once Upon a Lockdown’ before but this is the first time I’ve been able to post all nine pieces together. I began this writing as a sequence of diary entries/prose poems/poems and then reworked each section into a collage using natural materials from my garden, photos from my camera roll and a few cropped photos from the internet. It’s my … Continue reading Sequence of nine prose poems/collages
This is the first creative piece I’ve made for my Time to Write commission from Paper Nations which I wrote about in a previous post. Paper Nations have asked for creative responses to ‘isolation’. I’ve used text from The Guardian newspaper and found natural materials from my garden. I hope the text of the poem is clear in the image. I’ve included it below: … Continue reading I have forgotten your fingertips
I’ve made a poem collage for the Begin Afresh Campaign for Poets for the Planet following their open call for poems which reads as follows: Poets for the Planet warmly invite you to join us in writing poems on the theme of ‘beginning afresh’. We are calling for poems that respond to the need for change. How must the world change as we come out … Continue reading We found the O My! in No Mow May
I’ve made a 30 second film poem for the MPT Haiku in translation workshop which I mentioned in my previous post. As my starting point, I’ve taken the haiku by Yosa Buson which Alan Cummings has ‘literally’ translated as follows: spring rain – beach’s small shells to moisten enough In my version of the poem, I’ve transposed the smallness of the shells onto the poem’s … Continue reading Spring Rain
The always wonderful Modern Poetry in Translation magazine is running a free online Haiku translation workshop. I have made a collage poem in response to the haiku by Enomoto Seifu which Alan Cummings has translated ‘literally’ as follows: Falling blossoms Beneath, lying happily A skull Here is my collage poem which I’ve made by cutting up items from Saturday’s Guardian newspaper and adding fallen blossom … Continue reading Spring is unfolding before my eyes
Poems written during Lockdown by members of Trowbridge Stanza White Bluebells by Ginny Saunders Early, he brings a slug to bed I don’t cry out, it’s new to our zoo so welcome. It hitched a ride from a dewy glade of grass, shrunken and mucus-bound to his soft belly fur. It won’t survive the dryness of our bed. On my finger it unfurls, walks upside-down, … Continue reading Poems from the Lockdown
poem for Earth Day * With a reckless swoop you patter at my window frantic as a delivery boy who’s slept through months of orders. You’re a fizzing blur of antenna, legs and wings; a pantomine of lanes and hilly streets; lines of washing you’ve bashed against to arrive here steeped in diligence. You imagine my bedroom an empire of sweetness. … Continue reading A bee brings summer
Happy New Year to you all. A very low-key New Year’s Eve for me, a tiny amount of alcohol drunk, some good food, perfect company in the form of my husband, A., and – for him – a lot of taxi driving for our two young adult children who he ferried around through the night and the small hours to various parties, clubs and homes … Continue reading Belatedly, Happy New Year
A busy November has given way to a quiet December but my growing collection of new poems is demanding attention so the blog is being neglected. I’ve written about 20 new poems that I’m reasonably pleased with. Many more will likely never see in the New Year. My editing knives have been sharpened. November began with a weekend by the sea in Aldeburgh for the … Continue reading A quick round up of recent events
Trowbridge Stanza is looking forward to welcoming poets Anthony Wilson and Dawn Gorman to read at Drawing Projects UK, Bridge House, Trowbridge, on Saturday, 7 December 2-4pm. Everyone is welcome to attend and audience members are invited to bring one or two of their own poems to read at the open-mic. Tickets are £5 on the door. Anthony Wilson works in teacher and medical education … Continue reading Trowbridge Stanza: December Guest Readers Anthony Wilson and Dawn Gorman
