Have you noticed the number of spider’s webs appearing in the autumn dew the past few weeks? Apparently this year’s weather conditions have been ideal for spiders to grow in both size and number.
Last year, my washing line, a veritable construction site for spider real estate, inspired the following poem:
Cobwebs, beaded with dew,
hang from the line;
through a microscope lens.
I trace my forefinger
along each thread,
learn the wisdom
crocheted into the warp
and weft, the subtle thoughts
caught in their net,
dream of weaving
to magnify patterns
in my family’s life.
The poem entitled ‘Invisible Threads’ is part of the ‘Land of my Ancestors’ collection available as a free download from http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/JudithLesleyMarshall.
This is the second time I have come across this idea. I’ve always said that if I come into a huge pot of gold I would buy a wood to make up for the many trees I have used in my lifetime.
Interesting post to reflect upon from Kate Evans.
Originally posted on Writing Ourselves Well:
This Saturday I enjoyed myself at the Beverley Literature Festival, attending a variety of events delivered in a variety of styles. My companion for the day (who I know loves me very much) said, ‘It’ll be you up there one day.’ ‘Maybe,’ I replied. And then came the oft repeated mantra, ‘If you don’t believe it yourself it will never happen.’
This piece of folk-lore comes, I think, from various interviews with ‘successful’ people which have concluded that part of their winning formula was the capacity to imagine themselves being where they wanted to be. However, how many interviews have been done with people who held onto the insane belief that they would achieve their goals and never did? Not many, is my guess, since how would you find these people?
Don’t get me wrong, I am perfectly able to imagine myself on literature festival panels, winning the Booker, being given my…
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How you shone
whirling with Granda
on the village dance floor!
You baked chocolate cake
that lingered in my mouth,
made wedding gowns with trains
as long as the winding sheet
which enfolds your shrivelled form
in a cotton chrysalis.
How you longed
to return to the Cretan hills
where lemon butterflies skitter
across the rooftops in pairs.
The first draft of this poem was composed of several short stanzas, each beginning:’I remember …’ Perhaps you might like to try using ‘I remember … as a starting point for a new piece of writing today.
‘Remember’ is the theme for this year’s National Poetry Day on the 2nd October.
Much has been written about the link between poetry and memory, learning by heart and our need to remember and to recall.
While the focus is very much on World War 1 as symbolised in the ‘Poppies in the Cockpit Garden’ photograph taken at Richmond Castle, North Yorkshire earlier this year, I invite you to reflect on other important historical events which are embedded in your psyche through poetic devices such as:
Richard Of York Gave Battle In Vain – taught to remember the colours of the rainbow but do you recall the famous battle it refers to?
Ring ‘O’ Roses – another rhyme you may have learnt at school. Like many nursery rhymes it commemorates important events in history. This time the Plague
And what about ‘Remember, remember, the 5th of November …’
You probably know that this poem refers to Guy Fawkes’ attempt to blow up the houses of parliament on 5th November 1605 but do you remember who was on the throne at the time?
I hope that this post has inspired you to think about how often poetry is used as a tool to help people remember their history.
If you wish to refresh your memory and take an interest in history you could:
* read historical fiction or non-fiction
* visit a local heritage property
* find out about local history courses, societies and events in your area
* write a poem about a significant person or event in your personal history
* free write using ‘I remember…’ as a starting point.
* start a journal/diary
* surf the internet to find out what events are happening in your area next week to celebrate National Poetry Day.
The choices are endless. Whatever you decide to do to remember your history, have fun!
On the day that Scotland goes to the polls, I’ve decided to make my voice heard again.
First of all, ‘hello’ to everyone who has kept reading my blog (over 500 of you) and downloading 300 copies of my ebooks over the past two months.
I did not intend to maintain online silence for such a long period of time but I needed to take time out to complete a series of poems for my next collection.
The first batch are now with a prospective publisher so fingers crossed and thank you once again for bearing with me.
I have to admit it was not all work and no play over the summer. I did reward myself with a week’s vacation in Lanzarote last week to chill out before reconnecting with the world.
Whilst scanning the hotel’s bookshelves for something to read I had the good fortune to stumble across a new author, Rebecca Gable, whose book ‘Das Spiel der Konige’ enabled me to while away a few pleasant hours in the shade.
Rebecca may be new to me but she has published many an historical novel in both German and English. If you enjoy reading historical fiction you can find out more about her at http://www.gable.de
Today is not only the day that Scotland decides its future, it is also ebook day. So, if you are looking for something new to read, please checkout my author page at http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/JudithLesleyMarshall where you will find four poetry and two prose titles free to download.
P.S. The photo at the start of the post shows me learning Taiko drumming at Mugenkyo taiko’s dojo just outside of Glasgow where I went to research this traditional Japanese skill for my historical fantasy Zipangu, Year of the Dog 1274: The Second Wave.
Two interesting and thought-provoking compositions.
Originally posted on robertoalborghetti:
© Artwork Copyright Roberto Alborghetti
© Poem Copyright Marie Deerheart
ABOUT MARIE DEERHEART
Marie DeerHeart (USA) writes from a rich text based in theater, art, and design training. Also rooted from the soil of personal experience, Marie, known to blog readers as ~Meredith, writes about mental health and its challenges; her value of developing creative pursuits as part of the equation for living a satisfying life in the face of mental illness and recovery include yoga, dance, writing, and photography.
Marie’s professional background began in directing and choreography. Her education in dance and theater lent equal weight to creating grant-based movement and learning projects for school children, grades K thru 12, and mentoring independent theater projects for high school students. When mental illness changed the landscape of her life, Marie redirected her artistry and returned to school, studying architecture and art history (University of Minnesota). Her most recent works offer imaginative…
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