I was invited to contribute poems for the last two Think OutWord conferences. These have been wonderful occasions to share my poetry with the community and receive encouragement for my work. At the conference “Art is Movement” in Spring Valley and NYC, Lachlan Grey brought my poem, “Metamorphosis,” to life in creative speech. Marcus Macauley composed music for the poem which he taught the conference participants to sing. The interweaving of poetry, speech, and song was an enriching and enlivening experience for all.
For the conference “Social Forms to Embody the Future” I was invited to recite a selection of poems, and my poem “Snow” (see below) formed the starting point for a social sculpture. My poetry was very warmly received and many people expressed gratitude for my contribution and asked me to send them the poems. After the conference Laura Summer sent a report to the Social Sculpture USA website run by Rosemary McMullen. Rosemary also published a report on the social sculpture in the Pittsburgh paper, The New People, in which my poem was also published.
There are presently further plans in the works, to collaborate with artists connected to the Think OutWord community.
At the end of June I will be attending a course on Goethean Science at The Nature Institute. While Goethean Science, as a way of perceiving and thinking about nature, is already an inspiration for my poetry, I am sure the time at the Nature Institute will serve to deepen my understanding and perception.
I am seeking various avenues to publish my work. This is a necessary first step before finding a press to publish a book of my poems.
Snow
The clouds empty their pockets
of lint,
sending multitudes
of winged-parachutes
spiralling down,
joining hands
in diving-formations,
almost weightless
as air.
Aid-bringing
messengers,
radial symmetries, little universes
descending
one upon the other,
white seeds
sewing and laying
new ground.
After weeks of news of war
sky sheds its sleep,
a veil
like forgetting
upon charred clay.
Guiltless
weaving baptismal cloth
and shroud,
unceasingly trustful
in amending possibility
even as it is muddied
and melting…
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