Winter Poetry: 2022

Writing and Reading the Trauma Poems

wendycatpratt's avatarWendy Pratt

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I used to think I was really good at splitting myself up to do lots of different projects at once. Turns out I’m not, really. If I can, I much prefer being completely involved in one project at a time. Right now I am fully invested in the non fiction book, I’m walking it, I’m talking it, I’m dreaming it, I have lost myself in it and it is a completely wonderful sensation. To be completely obsessed, completely in the work is where I always aim to be with every project. It’s part of being a writer for me; that deep dive into the thing I’m writing about. Part of my research involves walking, so out I go in all weathers, walking the local landscape, taking photographs, making notes, absorbing the land so that I can then put it onto the page. I’m sort of…

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“Created Responses To This Day” Photos. Michael Dickel responds to one of my This Day images. I would love to feature your responses too.

Bounding fence

The fence so close inviting me to climb
may become a seat to rest for a time.
Close trees offer a tempting place to go,
further trees fade into the foggy glow.

Fences on further margins of the field
invisible, so far they are beyond
forces to which my questing mind must yield.
They seemed close, before my body time bound.

Perhaps another way, my mind tied time
round my body, dancing rhythm and rhyme,
pounding unanswered rope ends into shields,
blunting pride, so peaceful thoughts I will wield.

—Michael Dickel © 2022

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“Created Responses To This Day” Photos. Keith Mason responds to one of my This Day images. I would love to feature your responses too.

My treasure city
Leather bound hemp paper journal I watch him he rents
A flat wants to be a young Black American
He makes himself new
Every day
A Black cowboy rapper
As the sun comes down
Behind the close
He sings his voice
A pure tenor
What’s up old fool
He asks
Slowly

-Keith Mason

“Created Responses To This Day” Photos. Louise Longson responds to one of my This Day images. I would love to feature your responses too.

Overcast

sheep-fleece and buttermilk
mackerel and mare’s tails
mother-of-pearl and herringbones
ice-creams and cauliflowers
cotton-balls and silk sheets
mushrooms and oblivion

-Louise Longson

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Cloudshapes day 20

Jane Dougherty's avatarJane Dougherty Writes

For Paul Brookes’ challenge.

Our small town hit the national news yesterday for all the worst reasons—a fourteen-year old schoolgirl from the collège was abducted and murdered on Friday. The police arrested her killer within four hours of the girl’s mother sounding the alarm, but it was already too late.

Nowhere is safe for girls or women to walk alone. Yesterday 80,000 women marched to protest against our political leaders’ lack of interest in the crimes perpetrated against 51% of the population. It’s 2022 not 1022, surely time for women’s rights to be taken seriously.

Small town Sunday

We walked beneath the heavy clouds
en deuil beneath the spitting tearful rain,
in the tolling wind we trod a pall of leaves.

Herons called, untidy flocks
of cormorants black as priests, stilts
in the river water, egrets statue-white,

and through the heavy tolling sky,
a single gull headed for the…

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#CloudWriter #Cloudshapes. Day Twenty. What shapes can you see? What stories are developing in these cloud photos by Julian Day, Gaynor Kane and I? You may contribute your own cloud photos and/or videos as inspiration. Writers and artworkers have been fascinated by clouds and what they see in them for centuries. This challenge features three different cloud shapes a day for thirty days. You may respond to one, two or all three photos. Could you write on the day you saw the photos and email your drafts to me, with a short, third person bio?

JD20

KANE20

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Drop in by Valerie Bence

Nigel Kent's avatarNigel Kent - Poet and Reviewer

This is a first for the website, a drop in by a poet published by the fabulous Emma Press! Welcome, Valerie Bence.

Thank you Nigel for this opportunity to reflect on my writing and to look at Press me in peat from my latest Emma Press pamphlet Overlap.

After a career as a librarian and researcher, I finished a very dry PhD in my late 50’s and wanted to see if I had a creative thought in my head – so I undertook a couple of online creative writing courses. After the second the tutor (a poet) told me to forget fiction and move to poetry. This was a revelation and six months later I was on a poetry MA at MMU. A year’s mentoring resulted in my first pamphlet published by Cinnamon Press Falling in love with a dead man (2019) rooted in my MA final…

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#CloudWriter #Cloudshapes. Day Nineteen. What shapes can you see? What stories are developing in these cloud photos by Julian Day, Gaynor Kane and I? You may contribute your own cloud photos and/or videos as inspiration. Writers and artworkers have been fascinated by clouds and what they see in them for centuries. This challenge features three different cloud shapes a day for thirty days. You may respond to one, two or all three photos. Could you write on the day you saw the photos and email your drafts to me, with a short, third person bio?

JD19

KANE19

PB19

Seige and Symphony by Myra Schneider (Second Light Publications)

tearsinthefence's avatarTears in the Fence

In her latest collection, Myra Schneider uses poetical language to investigate our difficult times. Her lines develop concerns and thoughts in expanded imageries that search for new paths. Her detailed observations give a clear and multi-layered vision of the arguments she explores. Nature is often at the fore and helps us to understand our situation and our role on the planet and what it means to be human. Environmental concerns and the everyday struggle to survive in this troubled period are therefore paramount; Schneider’s response is complex and expertly nuanced but eventually positive. We will survive despite conflicts, depression, oppressions, failures and fragilities and the damage we are inflicting on the planet. We will survive even though the situation may look hopeless. In the final lines of some of her poems the message about having faith in the renewal of humanity is constant and undeniable, allowing the reader to rethink…

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