Today's poet

[stevefoster]

Chinese banquet, all you can eat
Woks to choose from
Nobby Long

[Derby Tup]

William Butler Yeats - When You Are Old

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars

[freckle]

Chinese banquet, all you can eat
Woks to choose from
Nobby Long

I need to visit this place, if only for its metaphorical powers!...i think a good place to have the first fell poet scran up!

PS good haiku by the way and your haiku for the magazine is just so lovely brings a tear to the eye!

[Harry H Howgill]

Yep doing the Anni myself and my 8 year old Dylan might do the junior race for his age.

Don't forget there are junior races every week at the Kendal Winter League. (plug, plug) Then virtually every weekend from May to October with BOFRA. All very family friendly events. I'll be about at some and can thoroughly recommend them. There are even some good mid week races on at the shows in September.

[freckle]

William Butler Yeats - When You Are Old

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars

Just so lovely....gets me every time....did you know that when Yeats was 23 he apparently met and fell in love with a beautiful Irish nationalist called Maud Gonne. She refused to marry Yeats but became the object of his passion and his poetry. It has been said that the emotional power of his early poems are shaped by the one sidedness of his affair with Maud, but the poems themselves remain hopeful and bittersweet....aw

W. B. Yeats

The Pity of Love

A pity beyond all telling
Is hid in the heart of love:
The folk who are buying and selling,
The clouds on their journey above,
The cold wet winds ever blowing,
And the shadowy hazel grove
Where mouse-grey waters are flowing,
Threaten the head that I love.

[stevefoster]

PS good haiku by the way and your haiku for the magazine is just so lovely brings a tear to the eye!

Which won (more chinese) was that?
Only just found out today some poems are being published.

[Harry H Howgill]

Which won (more chinese) was that?
Only just found out today some poems are being published.

Yep. There is a list of authors somewhere and I'm sure you are on there. I tried to include as many people as possible.

[stevefoster]

Yep. There is a list of authors somewhere and I'm sure you are on there. I tried to include as many people as possible.

Sounds good Harry, is this appearing in the Fellrunner mag?

[Harry H Howgill]

Sounds good Harry, is this appearing in the Fellrunner mag?

Yeah. Britta kindly gave us some space.

[Derby Tup]

Presume you missed this last night Steve?

Along the way, this thread has produced some wonderful fell running poetry. Freckle, Hes and I have spent some time collating them and then choosing our favourites. Then we had an idea. A quick conversation with the editor of the FRA magazine followed and we've kindly been granted two pages of the next edition for a selection of everyone's poems. We tried to include one from every contributor and have a lovely long list of poets...

One Off Poet
Old Whippet
Mossdog
Hes
Harry H Howgill
Freckle
One Off Poet
Turbo Tom
Derby Tup
X-Runner
Ian Dark Peak
Merrylegs
Neil Wootton
Stevie

We hope that none of you mind being included in our choice of favourites.