The Story Behind ‘I dream again’

I dream again is the last poem of the collection. I remember writing it on my smartphone last new year’s eve staying at relatives.

Originally, the collection was going to end with a poem which was intended as a script between the husband and the wife with them playing a game of callling names. However, neither the structure of them talking to each other in one poem, or the language they were using worked.

What I was hoping for with this poem was to link back to some of the themes of earlier poems. Perhaps it balances off the nightmare poem in some ways because it’s a happy dream, but it also works back into No Battery. I wanted to find some way of talking about how the domestic routines of life can be invested with spiritual and cosmic significance. Perhaps the only way to see that is through a dream.

The Story Behind ‘Summer Saturdays’

This poem references Song of Solomon in a more indirect way. The theme of a walled garden recurs through the text. Here is one example.

A walled garden is a really interesting metaphor for a marriage. In some ways, it’s a ┬áreally comparison. A walled garden has protection from the wind and generally is warmer by a few centigrade than the average garden. This means that you are able to grow a wider variety of more exotic plants than you can anywhere else.

However, because of the cost involved, walled gardens are also a mark of privilege. In our time and place, the best opportunity to go and see a really good example of a walled garden is to get down to a National Trust house. Which is where the link comes in between the poem and theme. (The picture in the video is taken from Godolphin House, a National Trust property in Cornwall with a lovely walled garden)

Of all the audio versions which I made with Anatomy, this is the one I am most pleased with. Most of the sound effects are taken from sound effect collections, but the birds singing in the middle are genuine National Trust.

One Week Left On Goodreads Giveaway

Quick reminder. I still have one week remaining on my goodreads giveaway for Anatomy, which you can look at by following the link here.

If you enter today, you still have just over a 5% chance of winning a free copy. That’s not as big a chance as Manchester City winning at the weekend, but still better than the National Lottery.

Concrete Foundations

dishcloth to bubbles
brush to dustpan
letter to postbox
cement to breezeblock
quarter to eleven

soap to hands
ear to receiver
kiss to cheek
pen to page
plaster to wound

“The great thing is to direct the malice to his immediate neighbours whom he meets every day and to thrust his benevolence out to the remote circumference, to people he does not know.”

CS Lewis from The Screwtape Letters