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‘Spindles and Webs’ Thread 2/4: Transformations Poems (Book 6)

20 Aug

TRANSFORMATIONS

George Braque Metamorphoses

February 2013-March 2014

17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

See the Transformations Page for more details or the ‘Present Collaborations’ Tab

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Poems Inspired by Book 6

>>Featuring:

Kate Garrett and Nell Perry

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spider bitten

by Kate Garrett 

(After Ovid’s ‘Arachne’)

yes, weave these tales well:
webs of gods, men, heroics.
misjudge the goddess,
race against her loom. spindly
creature, hanging from a thread.

Revenge Englynion*

by Kate Garrett

(After Ovid’s ‘Tereus, Procne and Philomela’)

Tereus must pay the price
Procne makes her sacrifice
After Bacchanalian rites.

Itys nursed at Procne’s breast,
At her hands his gruesome death –
Buried in his father’s chest.

Sister’s ruin beat mother’s care:
Philomela’s life is spared –
Nightingale upon the air.

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*“Englynion” is the plural of “englyn”, or various short, rhyming Welsh verse forms. The form used here is the englyn milwr, or soldier’s englyn: three lines of seven syllables each, with end rhymes. I put three of them together to make one poem, hence “englynion”.

 Leto & Niobe

by Nell Perry

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…………. …grief is arrow-shaped,
turning flesh to
something blunt,
shifting
in the light’s filmy
residue,

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………….while
reckless language is
formless like foam.
Unfastened words
are violent
nymphs, each
electric with exquisite
chaos. Salt

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water can be both
a teardrop or a
mighty sea; what

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……………remains is
bereft, a petrified
stump that may once
have been
something motherly…

The Swallow

by Nell Perry

 

………….…is it with its silence that

the swallow

bothers you, whefting swoop-

threads over

the clouds’ upturned hooks? There is

recognition in the songless

stitching

but not peace. And embellishment;

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………….unstrung

murmurations, as in all

embroidery. A tongue is a fanciful thing, but

without it there is only

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tapestry

on which to tether weightless thoughts

………. …and this the swallow knows

more than most, entwined, as she is

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………….with the sky’s slub yarns. In

spite of everything we ingest the ones we

love, unknowingly. Split strands are

interlaced, like those

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……. …..blithe

loops whorled across the fabric of the air…

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You can find out more about James and Richard here: 

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‘Heralding Battle and Blood’ Slash 4/4: Transformations Poems (Book 5)

6 Aug

TRANSFORMATIONS

George Braque Metamorphoses

February 2013-March 2014

17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

See the Transformations Page for more details or the ‘Present Collaborations’ Tab

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Poems Inspired by Book 5

>>Featuring:

Nell Perry and Karin Heyer

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.Dew Point

by Nell Perry

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Dew Point  2 by Nell Perry

 

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Human Destructiveness, Now and Then

by Karin Heyer

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Loaded gun held up high

towards a bound man at a simple pole

And

fearful fire riddles the still air and his body.

A musician sings near the corner of a street,

He was made for times of peace.

He stood without guilt at the furious waters of war:

A cruel sword pierced his temple.

The ground was warm and sodden with blood; brutal, gruesome, flaying spears,

strike full in the face,

two comrades fell beside each other dying.

Fatal wounds harm hundreds of men,

men made to fight trampling over

heaps of withering men.

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What mad impulse drives man

to this criminal act of war?

Untold suffering hits the common, bound man.

It is said, obedience to an order from above

lifts the burden of murder and accountability

for deeds evil.

-so they say-

Oh no, you cannot disown responsibility

for deeds done,

inhumanity towards another human

freezes the heart into stone,

you remain a killer for all time.

 

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You can find out more about Nell here: 

Nell Perry

http://themusicofbreakages.wordpress.com/

https://twitter.com/nellperry

http://www.zonepoetrymagazine.com/>>See sidebar for more details.

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Karin Heyer, as yet, does not have a website. 

 

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‘Cry Mercy and Gentleness’ Cry 3/5: Transformations Poems (Book 4)

25 Jun

TRANSFORMATIONS

George Braque Metamorphoses

February 2013-March 2014

17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

See the Transformations Page for more details or the ‘Present Collaborations’ Tab

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Poems Inspired by Book 4

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Featuring:

Lenka Monk, Nell Perry

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Ballad of a mulberry tree

by Lenka Monk

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A blueprint for every wall is the secret in each stone

Every whisper that passes through

Every colour, every tone.

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Whatever sin, whatever pain it keeps it all well hidden

Without a sound tells a story

Of real love that’s forbidden.

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He stumbles upon crimson veil in the depth of night

His dreams dissolve, death awaits

By the morning’s first light.

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The sword plunged deeply into hollowness of his chest

The sacred aged mulberry tree

A place for his final rest.

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But she still breathes calling his name with no luck

Fear claws at her heart

When only silence screams back.

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She sees her lover’s lifeless form, blood pouring still

Tie a knot on twisted fate

When treasured love is killed.

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Nobody to hold her soul all is forlorn in her mind

With a blade that is still warm

She dies by his side.

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The once white fruit now dark of colour as the deepest sea

For it is said their purest of love

Seeped into the tree.

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Bathe

by Nell Perry

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Nell Perry book 4

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You can find out more about Lenka and Nell and their work here:

Lenka Monk

https://twitter.com/lenkster04

Nell Perry

https://twitter.com/nellperry

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‘Warmth and Wickedness’ Act 4/5 : Transformations Poems (Book 3)

28 May

TRANSFORMATIONS

George Braque Metamorphoses

February 2013-March 2014

17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

See the Transformations Page for more details or the ‘Present Collaborations’ Tab

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Poems Inspired by Book 3

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Featuring:

Greg Mackie, Nell Perry, Sadaf Fatima 

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THE MANIC MISOGYNIST

by Greg Mackie

I’d never been
(particularly)
lucky with women,
so I often went hunting
with the guys,
just to get out of the house –
and I know it’s a cruel sport;
decadent
and cowardly,
but I didn’t have the courage,
to spend the day arguing.

Of course, I’d never been
(particularly)
good at hunting,
either,
but we’d done well for a Monday,
and now our bags were full
and the dogs were hungry
and we were tired
and we were looking
for a nice spot
to eat our sandwiches
and drink our tea
and maybe grab forty winks –
when we came across
a clearing,
in the woods,
with a waterfall
and a crystal blue Italian stream.

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It was indeed,
 a place of wild wonder
 and of stunningly savage beauty,
 the perfect place for a picnic –
 and I could not POSSIBLY have known
 there would be,
 just there,
 in front of my very eyes,
 an all-female nudist colony –
 and I certainly did not,
 gawk at them,
although they were quite pretty,
 albeit in a rather boring
 and overly classical manner.

After five, ten minutes,
(I kind of lost count of time),
and just as I was about to
avert my eyes
from their perfect, pink skin
and their full, fine forms –
that tall lady in the middle,
the one with the hair knot,
finally saw me –
and totally got the wrong idea.
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Now, I’d NEVER been
(particularly)
lucky with women –
but getting first drenched,
and then turned into a stag,
and finally eaten,
by my own dogs,
because some toff,
with her airs and graces and hair knots,
mistook me,
for a peeping Tom –
that really
took the biscuit.
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And you know what’s really ironic?
she wasn’t even my type!

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laelaps
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blood and wood in
buckthorn clew
a rill, a frith to catch
licks clear a nape
dew claws
jewel brittle
the water leap

Nell Perry 

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Self Love

by Sadaf Fatima

Madly in love with ourselves,
That’s what we are,
Chained by our own desires,
Lost in our own fears,
Chasing our dreams,
But not paying heed,
to anyone else.
What an illusion it is,
To think it’s just us
who mean everything,
self love destroys
if it’s too much
let’s learn from Narcissus,
it’s not just about us,
it’s more than that.

 

‘The Seas that Ring the World’ Ring 2/5 : Transformations Poems (Book 2)

9 Apr

TRANSFORMATIONS

George Braque Metamorphoses

February 2013-March 2014

17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

See the Transformations Page for more details or the ‘Present Collaborations’ Tab

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 Poems Inspired by Book 2 

Featuring:

Nell Perry and Nat Hall

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World’s Chimera Etcetera

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In the name of feathers,

what happened to Envy, the raven and the crow?

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Too many tales of deception, lust, skyward falls,

in between buds & dead rose hips;

life flourishes from equinox,

so many rumours

from above,

as sisters

are

turned

into trees.

But, have you heard the many tongues

at dawn chorus?

It is honey

to us,

mortals,

larks, wheatears,

bramblings, willow, or pallas’ warblers,

always driven by migrations – figments of imagination

gardeners dream as they unearth new dormant weeds with a long blade…

Above their eyes,

Jupiter,

Europa, Mercury,

like rubber banded to a star, in search of love,

inside a selfish universe –

where

birds slide in

magnetic fields like

flying flares through earthly winds.

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In between us,

nothing’s perfect,

as long as the Moon pulls what once felt like

love’s woven ropes, a earthly song

written on the walls of

all the world’s

isles and skerries –

a raven’s

nest

et les

chimères de notre monde.

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© Nat Hall 2013

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To find out more about Nell and Nat you can look here:

Nell Perry:

http://themusicofbreakages.wordpress.com/

https://twitter.com/nellperry

Nat Hall:

http://nordicblackbird.weebly.com/index.html

https://twitter.com/nordicblackbird

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