My Mum was born on Bonfire Night one hundred and five years ago and, as a child, thought that everyone was celebrating her birthday with enormous fires and fireworks lighting up the sky. Memories of my Mum came to the fore a couple of weeks ago when a poet friend sent along this poem which touched me deeply and I was given permission to use it today in honour of my much missed Mum.
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We live in very uncertain times and many of us feel worried. At choir we are learning several songs of strength and resistance written by our leader and I always leave choir feeling stronger and more determined. One of our songs (and I will share them after their debut concert in July) is about standing up in the face of injustice and defending those less able to do so for themselves. I was reminded of these words of Desmond Tutu:
“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse and you say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality.”
On Sunday, in Saltash, we waited for the Cornwall Pride Bus and the parade. It was brilliant and very well supported. One of our songs is about being who you want to be and loving who you want to love and I will share that one later too.
I have a friend who is a poet and he has recently had an event where he gave away A Poem on a Paper Bag – a delightful idea. He visited Cornwall last week but we have family here so couldn’t meet up. However, he has sent me my very own Poem on a Paper Bag and here it is, in his very own handwriting. Thank you so much, Kim. I love it – Jackdaws caught to perfection!
Just one Tulip has shown up in a pot from last year.
A couple of years ago, three trees down our lane were felled and we were very sad. We were told that they were diseased. In their place, last year, three small trees were planted which we were very happy to see. Today, we spotted just one bloom on what turns out to be a Magnolia – what joy!
Serendipitously, a friend today posted one of his poems with a photograph of a Magnolia and its ‘storm strewn’ petals and I found the accompanying poem very moving.
I shall not mourn the storm strewn magnolia
as fresh flowers unfurl below its boughs.
This is nature’s humble new hope
in a darkening world such as ours.
Thank you, Kim.
P.S. I have sold the first of my glass pieces!!
A very quiet day today so a couple of flowers from yesterday’s visit to the garden centre and a video from a poet whose work I have been sharing with you recently – Kim Ridgeon. I love his style.
Do click on the link and enjoy Kim’s Outside Broadcast.
Th full moon last night, a Super Moon, was magnificent! It had a gorgeous corona around it.
This wall amused me today, glass bottle bottoms and old bottles. Further along was a beaker. Reminds me a little of my Boody Garden.
Here is another of Kim Ridgeon’s poems. I love his work.
There was a delightful Christmas Market outside the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona. I resisted most of the stalls though I loved the fruity decorations which I am going to try to make and, everywhere we go, I buy a new Angel for the Christmas tree. There was music playing around the market and one of the songs was ‘Nana Nanita’ a Spanish lullaby which both my choirs sing.
I have another lovely poem by Kim Ridgeon to share. I find this somehow evocative of childhood and love the ideas of pockets full of secrets, beliefs, memories and fears. I don’t know who is in the photo but I do have permission to show both the poem and the accompanying photo.