chain coral Chorus
It gives me great pleasure today to publish a poem that came out of a recent masterclass I ran for the Creative and Professional Writing's Writing Week at the University of Wolverhampton. I presented some of the ideas I've been exploring over the last eighteen months as poet in residence for the Black Country Geological Society; the cutting-edge ideas of Kenneth White, Don McKay and the Geopoeticists, and the awe-inspiring places that make up the UNESCO Black Country Geopark.
Sophie Ford is one of our second year students, and has already impressed with her talent for poetic expression. She's a tremendous budding talent with an astute eye for detail and slick grasp of formal craft. Watch this space, says I, but let's let this deep-diving free form poem do the talking. Interlocking weaves of webs of leaves of family trees, Connected by heart, by blood, by feel, by mud. Wiggling through cracks in stone through rubble and bone, Struggled throughout, within, we keep going out and back in. Home. Sophie Ford Comments are closed.
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