Lovehearts and red wine: maiden recording session -
A
Sedgeford Christmas Card
The
elements of Christmas -
Fire
and ice -
In
this tempered Arctic sun
That
burns in the trees.
In
these pools like skating rinks
Deep
and dark and even.
Ice
In
the flinty ground
And
the bitter Easterly.
Fire
In
the solstice sunset
Bleeding
the black woods
And
its ice-pink afterglow
And
its fire-blue areola.
Ice
In
the barn-wide rising moon.
Ice
In
my soul as I'm turned
To
the unlit wings
That
cradle and grave
The
sunset's light show.
Fire
In
my soul
At
a rising star
Burning
like ice
In
the polar blue.Fire
In
my hearth at home
(Crackling
through logs),
In
the farmer's field
(Roaring
through twigs),
Red-raw
and orange
Tongues
of life-lust:
The
vital, stripped down
Simplicities
of winter.
Sedgeford druids Vanessa Wood-Davies and Goliath Dylan-Calway performed http://garethcalway.blogspot.co.uk/p/poem-of-month.html (November 2014) together at the Wolf Folk Club on 30 Oct and (with amplification and as part of Bob Bones' undercover Beautiful Days event at which Julie Bones and her band of bears and cardinals divinely regaled) at the Lynn Arms, Syderstone on Halloween itself.
Bats and spiders, witches and ghouls, Werewolf ale and some rather persistent cobwebs prevailed. That pub is going places and it was a privilege to broomstick-ride with them for the evening. Pictures and further details of the general event in companion blog post here
Lovehearts and Red Wine step out
Nuclear fusion
A duet has been born, premiered and named at the Wolf Folk Club on Oct 30 (someone mentioned Dylan - not sure if it's Thomas or Bob) and love-labouring into the world like a bat out of heaven on Hammereen. We shall return and see if the accident can be conjured again.
Vanessa provided the devilish fiddle interruptions on 'Fiddler's Hill 'and a heavenly tune ('Snow') and performance on harp behind the words on 'Susan Nobes'. Helped by three bottles of red wine I Hamm(er-House of Horror)ed up the spooky verbals . It's not easy to hold the attention of a pub audience, especially one drinking shots, but we did it. 'Fiddler's Hill' recounts a famous Norfolk legend- read about the legend here; Susan Nobes is a true Sedgeford tragedy I unearthed in the British Library by mistake while failing to trace the history of our own cottage. It deserves to be better known. Read Lynn News item about it here.
