Dear Patrick
Moley here. Thanks so for your poem. I owe all moles, galls and starlings a
huge apology in not getting you all together last year. To misquote The
Queen, my 2006 was my Uranus.
Apart from my life imploding a little more than a little, my PC imploded a
lot and wiped out a year's work - including mole, gall, starling
contributions. Humble apologies. Listen up because the past may yet rejoin
with the future!
***
My 2007 is getting closer to Mars. Leaving formal teaching at City College
Norwich on March 16 is the best decision I've made for a long while: our
brilliant studios at the old Bally Shoe Factory Norwich are driving me to
'make' again and I've a really interesting slate of freelance community arts
work ahead to keep me alive. Not only will I be doing amazing work with our
InPrint group of artists and poets, I'm involved in a small group of artists
on the East Coast, ARC, and they're bubbling; and not only but also, I've
started writing 'proper' poetry again by going way back (prompted by a poet
and a sculptor). So, more sense from me will happen after March 16!
**
My friend Mark Sargeant is a wizz with 'team blogging' - from Blogger and
MySpace to YouTube. While I lost all Mole, Gall and Starling missives from
my PC, the brilliance of the British and Irish Archive is that we can
retrieve, make over, go forward. Or form a New Poetic Worm Farm?
All wishes, Rupert Mole (Aged)
----- Original Message -----
From: "Patrick Mc Manus" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Thursday, February 22, 2007 1:01 PM
Subject: poem lost- lost poem
> LOST
>
> he lost his mole
> he lost his gall
> he lost his starling
> what is there left
> for this poor soul
> but to keep
> his candle
> of hope burning
> however dimly?
> but the wick
> is now low
> spluttering
> guttering
>
>
> pmcmanus
> q024
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