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staying at Woodbrooke again for a short break, I need to celebrate by posting one of my favourite poems, written here, again …
the frame stays constant
the trees tall and wave
in constant negotiation
with the drifting sky
the Bournville Carillon
strikes ten in all directions
some faint some bong
a telephone wire draped
from a chimney to a ridge
like a skipping rope and
the constant run-off onto
gutters despite the moss
the frame has ghost-shifted
double but remains constant
the pane is not seen at all
until I notice the drops run
and then the frame snaps clear
and c – o – n – s – t – a – n – t
such useful things: windows …
… the discipline of shamatha
the waft of vipashyana
chimney wormhole: the breath of London
communication wormhole: currency: / assent for statement – / ‘smakin’alivvin’
glass & sky & sound & windows wormhole: the silent night of the Batman
rain wormhole: south horizon
roof wormhole: library: start where you are IV // all the distance I have travelled!
seeing wormhole: out!
shamatha-vipashyana wormhole: Do Nothing Usually / Take Everything Regularly / Consider It All Clearly / And Step Aside It Waltzingly
time wormhole: if left alone
trees wormhole: new garden
wind wormhole: Hotel Room, 1931
Beautiful, evocative … definitely conveys the sense of place. It sounds lovely.
and, I love the line ‘such useful things: windows …” Wonderful … and it opens up the poem, doesn’t it … from the local to the world-at-large to the spiritual.
Happy New Year to you, my friend. Enjoy Woodbrooke. I am going to have to Google it, so I can see where it is – and if there are photos. Is Woodbrooke a city name, or a place (i.e. Woodbrooke Inn, Resort, Spa) ?
m lewis redford said:
ah, thank you for finding where I am, dear man; and a happy new year to you and Julian and Mom;
‘Woodbrooke’, is Woodbrooke Quaker Study Centre in Bourneville (yes where the chocolate started), Birmingham.
It is the first thing that pops up when you Google “Woodbrooke England”. It seems a lovely place. A bit of solitude for learning, studying, writing.
Are you Quaker … or is it a centre that is open to any and all?
(PS Happy New Year to you as well!)