This is the space where we’ll host ‘Conversations’ around creativity and the Understory. These could be between members or with other commentators. And here we open with two Understory poems – perhaps in conversation with each other? Watch this space – and sign up to our Mailing List if you want email notifications – for more.
Apprehension We do not want to know about the rocks. Of course, occasionally someone disappears but it’s better, safer, to keep things as they are. Imagine what would happen if we lit up this stretch of water? The dark would come alive with shapes and creatures. The rocks would rear up jagged. We’d see how deep the water really is: those lonely fathoms. Besides, just think, what might we glimpse below the surface? Lost faces – imagine? The fright! Don’t fret. People drown silently most of the time. Charlotte Gann, from The Girl Who Cried HappenStance, 2020. Poem ‘Apprehension’ first published in The North.
In our talk there are many taverns and in the taverns many snugs and in the snugs many tables of many ages and many woods and many people with many hearts have sat around them had many talks and many pint glasses have been emptied while many topics fill many hours and many people in many taverns walk consciously onwards to many lives as many others at many bars unconsciously fill many hearts with many topics for many hours of many walks round many woods to many taverns with many tables and many snugs Sarah Barnsley