Posts Tagged With: Poetry

The Power of the Poem

Social media is a strange and wondrous thing that has completely transformed my life. Admittedly, it is a distraction that I view as both my enemy and my friend and I spend much of my time caught up in the contradiction, trying to extract myself from its greedy fingers, whilst at the same time being drawn to it as a moth to a flame. However, no matter how much I might hate its brain sucking, time wasting qualities, I do have to concede that there are numerous positives that have come out of my relationship with the Internet. One of the most important of these has been my exposure to the plight of the endangered rhinoceros and my subsequent meeting with poet Harry Owen which resulted in our collaborative effort to raise funds and awareness to help eradicate the scourge of rhino poaching in Africa.

Harry is a rare human being, a man with principles and a conscience, who not only cares deeply about the condition of our environment, but who is not afraid to speak out in its defence. A casual glance through his Facebook page will leave you in no doubt as to where his sentiments lie, and if you listen to his words in the short clip below, they will give you a better idea of the man I speak of.

 

 

In 2012 I received an email from Harry inviting me to submit a poem for possible inclusion in a book that he was putting together as a fund and awareness raising project for anti poaching. I sat with it for a while, caught between the feel-good sensation that his invitation brought up in me and the frustration of my poor poetry writing ability. I wanted to be a part of this project, but knew that my poetic skills just wouldn’t make the grade. I do, however, think that there is such a thing as visual poetry, and so when I bumped into Harry one sunny Saturday morning, standing by the artisan bread counter of our local Grahamstown morning market, I heard myself offering to illustrate his book. Until that moment I hadn’t actually articulated this idea, even to myself. It kind of just popped out, like the best ideas usually do, and as I drove home ten minutes later, I realised that I had just made a commitment from which there was no return. But, there was no need to return, for it was one of the most enjoyable projects that I have ever worked on, and it was with great joy that For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology was launched to much acclaim in 2013.

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As you have heard in the interview above, it was his meeting with the legendary Dr. William Fowlds that sparked Harry’s idea for the project, and since then the anthology has traveled far and wide, spreading its message and adding to the coffers of the Chipembere Rhino Foundation. Countless people have read and listened to the moving words of the contributing poets who come from all parts of the world. One only needs to listen to Harry Owen as he reads his poem Eyona Indala, to get a sense of the depth of passion that this project brought out in the poets:

 

 

There have been many favourable reviews, and most recently, poems from the anthology were beautifully read by Dennis Morton on KUSP’s Weekly Poetry Show in the USA. Do yourself a favour and listen in to the show in its entirety, for you cannot fail to be moved.

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So, I return to our new technology and say that if, like me, you have been bombarded with horrific Facebook images of bleeding and dying rhino and feel helpless and overwhelmed by the enormity of the rhino poaching problem, take heart, for there is something you can do, whether it be signing petitions, donating funds, writing poems or simply clicking a ‘Share’ button. Or, better still, if you want something more tangible, remember that there are copies of the anthology available from The Poet’s Printery and Christmas is just around the corner! All proceeds from the sale of the book will go into the Chipembere Rhino Foundation fund.

As another dimension to the project, I have limited edition, signed and packaged prints available of each of the drawings that appear in the anthology. The cost of these is R250.00 per print, plus postage, and may be obtained by contacting me. There is also a range of greeting cards of these images, so to see the full collection, please visit my website.

For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology of Poetry

A drawing from ‘For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology’

In conclusion, I leave you with a quote from the foreword of this book, written by Dr.Ian Player and Andrew Muir, who heads up The Wilderness Foundation:

“What we need in the world today is to hear within us the sounds of the earth crying” (Taken from a Zen poem)

“Rhino have a particularly plaintive cry, which once heard is never forgotten. The screams of agony from rhino that have had their horns chopped off while still alive should reach out into the hearts of all of us. We believe that it is only through a GLOBAL campaign and POLITICAL will that we can save this remnant of the dinosaur age – the rhino.

The heritage of a species, the rhino, and the environment we share with it, symbolises so much of what the Wilderness Foundation  is driven to take care of. It is our hope that what lies within this anthology will reveal enough to inspire everyone to respond the “the sounds of the earth crying”.

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Harry and Sally

Finally, I take this opportunity, through this miraculous platform of social media, to wish you and all the remaining rhino a blessed, safe and peaceful Christmas.

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Hearthstone: A poem

Over the years I have been blessed to have many talented people visit my art studio. One such couple, from Nova Scotia, Canada, were fibre artist Valerie Hearder and her poet husband,Veryan Haysom. After showing them my artwork and spending an entertaining few hours having lunch in the garden, they departed with a sprig of lavender I had given them, perched upon their dashboard.

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Lavender

A few weeks later, I was delighted and touched to receive the following poem from Veryan:

Hearthstone

(for Sally Scott)

           

Your sprig of lavender on the dashboard,

            reagent separating sage and purple

            from the Oteniqua and Tsitsikamma,

divined flowers between ranges – violet and amethyst

pooled like Langkloof lakes – and scented our journey

with earth-embedded rain,

mordant for the making of this land.

It needed to be made – this place of rusted bottle-caps

flat on whorls of thread-bound string,

this meld of miner and seamstress –

            grace in gumboots and flames in grass –

this realm of layers peeling prints of char

from underfoot shoots through morning dew.

They needed to be made – fiber-beaten stones,

veldt rags, red silt tatters, dry-river cloths annealed

in a furnace of rock ruins to the sorrow

of an unforgotten farm, and your garden –

a release from sand’s memory

and the melt of high latitudes.

Aloes, too, needed to be made –

spikes, orange and crimson, on leafless

stems rising from rosettes rooted in grassless

barrens. Flowers against the blue aridity of sky –

colour of the unseen core

mark of the maker of this land

  ancient fire seared in.

Veryan Haysom

Veryan Haysom

Thank you, Veryan!

To see what Valerie does, visit her websites: www.valeriehearder.com/ and www.africanthreads.ca/

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Valerie Hearder

To all my friends around the world, I send blessings for a peaceful and creatively productive 2013.

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For Rhino in a Shrinking World

“It is not by accident that the pristine wilderness of our planet disappears as the understanding of our own inner wild nature fades”. Clarissa Pinkola Estes

It has long been my concern that as we become increasingly disconnected from ourselves in this fast moving world, we are simultaneously losing touch with our environment. The ruthless slaughtering of rhino for their horns is just one of the many visible signs of this disconnect.

Thankfully, however, there many ‘connected’ people in our society who are deeply concerned about the destruction of our planet, and who are trying to do something about it.

One such person who is determined to make a difference, is poet Harry Owen, inspired by wildlife veterinarian, Dr. William Fowlds, who earlier this year gave a talk about his experience of tending to the mutilated rhinos of Kariega Game Reserve. So appalled by what he heard, Harry put out a call to poets all over the world to submit their work for possible inclusion  into a poetry anthology, that speaks of the plight of the rhino and its environment. The response was overwhelming and after months of gathering and collating, Harry’s book For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology of Poetry is finally at the publishers, due to be released before Christmas 2012.

For Rhino in a Shrinking World: An International Anthology of Poetry

When I heard the call for submissions, I wanted to be a part of the project, but not trusting my abilities as a poet, I offered to do the illustrations.

My offer was accepted and I have spent the past few months doing ink, charcoal and chalk pastel drawings that will go both inside the book and on the cover.

White Rhino – ink

Black Rhino – charcoal

Black Rhino – ink

To read more about the anthology and follow it’s progress towards publication, please visit Harry’s blog: http://rhinoanthology.wordpress.com/

And, if you are one of those people who would like to make a difference, but don’t know what to do, purchase copies of the book, as all funds raised will be going towards helping rhino anti-poaching units in the Eastern Cape.

It’s going to be a fantastic volume, and with Christmas round the corner, that’s your shopping done!

White Rhino – pencil

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Telegram

Welcome to my first post! As a way of introduction, I would like to share with you a poem that was written for me by my good friend and poet Harry Owen, in response to his visit to my home and studio. The title of the work is inspired by my old studio door that has a slot through which one can post letters and telegrams:

TELEGRAM

By Harry Owen

KUDU SKULL HEAVY ON TIN ROOF

MAKES OBEISANCE [STOP] GARDEN EARTH

PRICKLES INTO AIR   GROWS LIKE BONE

OR NAIL [STOP] HONEST SOIL [STOP]

WHEELS   RUSTED SINKS   BROKEN POTS   THE ART

WE LEAVE BEHIND AS

REMEMBERED

WE BREATHE [STOP]

WHO CLINGS OVER THERE

TO ASPHALT EXISTENCE [QUERY]

NO LACK OF POTENTIAL   ONLY

OF COURAGE [STOP] FREEDOM   THAT IS [STOP / STOP]

SAD [STOP]

HADEDAS   PAIRED WEATHER VANES

GROOM QUIETLY

SCRAWP THEIR WAY OFF

INTO PREHISTORY   TAKING US WITH THEM

[DON’T STOP / DON’T STOP / DON’T STOP]

[STOP]

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