On Saturday I led a group of creative artists on an art trip to Moor House Natural Nature Reserve in Upper Teesdale. We were invited to participate in the reserve’s 60th anniversary celebrations by Heather McCarty, Lead Outreach Advisor for National Nature Reserves Delivery North Team. I was keen to participate as this is the land of my maternal ancestors and I have never been onto this remote part of the reserve before.
As you can see, the event was well attended by people of all ages who are dressed for the winter weather despite the fact that it is mid-May. I discovered that the cold wind penetrates through even five layers if you stand still for more than a few minutes but at least we did not have to contend with the swarms of midges that come out once temperatures start to climb.
Different activities were arranged for different groups during the course of the day such as sessions on; haymeadows, scientific littter and sphagna. We artists were taken on a guided walk by one of the reserve’s volunteers who talked to us about the flora and fauna that thrive in this seemingly barren landscape.
Our brief was to soak up the atmosphere and produce art work inspired by the day. Below are my early musings which will evolve into a poem for my new collection ‘From the land of my ancestors’ during the course of the next few weeks.
The land of my maternal ancestors
is windswept, water-logged, remote
tundra that reminded them of their Viking
homelands where the climate
was influenced by such icelandic currents
as those sweeping across the snow-clad summit
of Cross Fell today, in mid-May 2012.
When the wind drops I stand still
experience the silence as my feet
seep into the peat bog. For a moment
I shift to a younger part of myself
reconnect to deep-rooted genetic memories.
I scan the barren crags dissected
by burns and sikes hidden
beneath layers of moorland heather
soak up the feeling of being
on the roof of the world.
I do not stop to appreciate
the mosses and grasses,
the grouse, curlews and lapwings
but I have seen into a deeper
part of my self.
As the wind strikes my left cheek
I come back to the barren landscape
that reflects my family’s history.
I shrug my black woollen hat
over my ears and plough my way back
through the blanket bog like a sheep
lost on a bouncy castle.
My musings continue but I think that’s enough to give you a sense of where the poem is going.
June Redfearn, another artist who took part in the day was inspired to paint one of the sikes and would like to share the following thoughts with you.
‘I last visited Moor House over 50 years ago and felt very priveleged to be able to go there again for the 60th anniversary of the Nature Reserve. There is a great appreciation for all the work and research that has been carried out over the years through the Nature Conservancy and later Natural England on Moor House Nature Reserve. To me, the place is so remote and yet so beautiful in terms of its landscape and flora. I found Rough Sike with the dark limestone outcrops and the woodland and moorland background an inspiration for my painting.’
Find new Shakespearean Sonnets
I am currently working on sonnets with the Turrets youth theatre group who are aiming for Special Olympic Edition Bronze Arts Awards. Their latest challenge is to produce a new Shakespearean or English sonnet form Shakespeare’s 154 sonnet titles. To make the task easier I have grouped the titles according to end rhymes. The students’ first task is to read through the titles and select those of interest to them. You can do this by googling Shakespeare’s sonnets and scrolling through the lists. My selection includes:
Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest
Thus
is this cheek the map of days outworn
When I do count the clock that tells the time
A woman’s face with Nature’s own hand painted
The last two were also chosen by several of the students.
The next stage of the exercise is to form the selected lines into a 14 line sonnet of 3 quatrains and 1 couplet with the rhyming scheme: abab, cdcd, efef, gg.
I created a found poem this way for one of my M. A. assignments a few years ago. At the time I chose to study the work of Christina Rossetti and came up with the sonnet Life out of Death which is written in a more modern pattern while keeping to the original rhythm and rhymes.
Life out of Death
(after Christina Rossetti)
Her tree of life dropped from the root;
She bore me under the rose.
Thou keepest thy sweetness till the twilight’s close,
Barren through life, but in death, bearing fruit
True best is last, true life is born of death.
She, woman in her natural grace,
A spirit with transfigured face.
My love of you was life and not a breath.
Welding one whole of two divided parts,
Remember me when I am gone away,
To die, then live again.
None knows the choice I made and broke my heart.
Ah, pleasant pebbly strand so far away,
My spring will never come again.
This poem was described as: ‘ a strong piece of poetry and one which, as a found poem using the work of Christina Rossetti, has allowed the poet to investigate and explore her rhythms, imagery, tone and key motifs.’
It could be improved by rewriting the archaic language in more modern terms. This was something that the students immediately felt that they would like to do with their Shakespearean sonnets. I look forward to seeing their new versions this week.
You can use this exercise to explore the work of a poet of your choice, developing a found poem from the ones you enjoy reading and rewriting them in your own poetic voice and style, either traditional or modern.
A Worthy End
Make the end worthy of the beginning was my third writing tip for 2012. A worthy end was found for the penultimate session of the W.E.A. Creative Life Writing Group in Darlington this week. Members of the group presented their projects to an audience of peers. Although not everyone has come to the end of their project, as some are engaged in writing lengthy pieces, the challenge was to present a chapbook version.Several of the group chose to format their stories along the lines of the different life writing genres explored during the Autumn term.
Sue chose the epistolary style and wrote letters to the grandma she never knew. The inspiration for this came from the exercise on unsent letters. Sue commented that the writing she has produced for this project is a distillation of all previous courses in a wide variety of subjects, history, geography, etc.Gillian combined her memories with a collection of objects in a memory box to pass down the generations. The picture below illustrates the two objects mentioned in her first chapter (The anemone hat and the Child’s Story Books) while Stella (to her right) tried her hand at diary/journal style of writing to produce a ship’s log of her journey through France on a canal bought renovated by herself and her husband. Dulcie combined all three styles in a scrapbook collection full of family certificates, photographs, census records, diary excerpts etc. - a worthy end for all her family history research.
Other members of the group are compiling non-fictional accounts based on chidhood memories and recent experiences in overcoming both physical and mental health problems. One learner tackled a fiction project and is rewriting her second novel set in the sixteenth century and I am working on a new collection of poetry based on family history.
‘An inspirational course. I achieved more than I expected and it was so enjoyable.’ Susan
‘It has been a positive and motivating experience.’ Jean
‘Very much on the way to achieving goals thanks to excellent teaching and cooperative group.’ Vesta
If you would like to join a creative writing group to inspire and motivate you to achieve your writing goals, please contact me via e-mail on julema@tiscali.co.uk or telephone 07808 063944 New courses start in Darlington and Richmond, North Yorkshire in April.














