Lesley Towart’s take on Rosalind Horsman’s poem, Beach. This artwork took some placing as it is intricate, small, and exquisite. The large walls of the Gallery were too overpowering so we found a small nook where it looked at home. On Thursday Pauline and I had a play and moved works around, just for the sheer joy of rearranging them. We found another nook for Beach where it looks equally at home. Come on down to the Gallery and see Beach. You may think the best place for it is on your walls!
Jo Keppel’s response to my poem, After the rains, is wonderful. Jo created five small works – mixed media collage – which follow the five verses of the poem. They can be hung side by side, one under the other or even purchased separately.
Because there’s no need for me to seek permission from the poet to reprint the poem on the blog, here it is!
After the rains
After the ten day rains we ease our way out of
the house where we have become to ourselves
and each other, unbearable.
He points out the lettuce tree like the one at kindy.
I correct with ‘cabbage.’ As long as there’s no
brussel sprout trees he’s not bothered.
He whispers, see the wind breezing the beautiful
flowers, and the daffodils nod in delight
at this recognition.
Our stale and snappy winter words have been
released and spring’s warmth is seeping
into our conversation.
I’ve got little hummings bubbling inside me and
I haven’t swallowed a bee. I catch his sideways
look and we burst out laughing.