The new poetry map I have been working on for the last 18 months is on its way to being published…there are still final bits and bobs of writing to do, photos to select and final edits but the art work is taking shape. I am very excited about this as it is highly personal – a map of Furlong territory, especially my Dad’s, and his brothers’ and sisters’ – their ‘second home.’ It continues to amaze me, how much this small piece of land contains in terms of stories, nature and deep history. I cannot possibly cram all the writing and poems, pictures and information I have gathered and created, and am continuing to amass on to two sides of A2 map…maybe this will become something else in the future…
More news and updates on this as it continues to materialise into something tangible. For now, the photos above are of where I lay the other afternoon, listening to many different birds singing, bees buzzing, watching fronds and flowers swaying in the breeze… a ten minute walk from the white noise of the A3 in one direction, and the train to Waterloo in the other.
This is the sound of the suburbs.
Apparently it is Cherish Your Churchyards week– the things I find out from BBC Springwatch… It is and here are some of the reasons why we should Cherish Our Churchyards…
- They often contain a rich diversity of plant and animal life.
- They are important places for archaeology and history.
- They often have distinctive and veteran trees.
- The stonework and boundary walls provide a home for a mosaic of mosses, ferns and lichens.
- They provide a tranquil place for quiet reflection.
- They are a resource for inspiration and community learning.
Recently I went for a walk through All Saints Churchyard in Carshalton, with a couple of writer friends, Neil Horabin and David Russomano, as part of a drift around the village after work last Tuesday.
We are currently writing poetry about this historic town and its connection with water, for a poetry event at The Carshalton On Sea festival, which takes place from Friday 19th- Sunday 21st June.
The Water Poets event takes place at the Cryer Theatre, Carshalton, on Saturday 20th June from 12-1pm, and is FREE!
I will be posting some photos and writing about Carshalton in the run up to the festival.
light is returning
new hope, new dreams
which path to take
decisions to make
dark protected us
mulched us, gave us
ready for rebirth.
Here comes the sun.
<originally published on the old LucyFurLeaps blog 21/12/08>
I discovered at the end of last week that the PayPal button on my web site had stopped working.
Luckily the person who designed my web site- the marvellous Martin Sherrell of Digital Itch – sorted it out for me pronto and I am in the happy position of being able to post out some more copies of my poetry map, Amniotic City.
This is a map of the Fleet Street/St Paul’s part of London, with thirteen poems inspired by walking and spending time in that part of the city.
More information on Amniotic City is available here.
n o f u t u r e b u t t h e w i n d s t i l l b l o w s t h r o u g h t h e t r e e s p l ay s w i t h t h e l e a v e s a n d m o v e s w h e r e i t w i l l a n d s o m e o f u s a r e l i k e t h a t s t i l l a n d w o n ‘ t b e t o l d s o l d o l d o r p i t t e d a g a i n s t a n o t h e r ‘ s b r e a t h . .
“Fear is the mother of deception” Is fear another face of necessity, or just the same pantheon? The mother of invention… a.n.mother…Mother Night, Mother Earth, the ///immaculate\\\ virgin who gave birth… Where is the line between necessity and fear…apparently a ///veil\\\ is drawn over this~