Today's poet

[Harry H Howgill]

We did indeed and at one point are described as "clean and beautiful"...post fell running that is! I realise I may be easily pleased but it was a thrill to be acknowledged and reading the book brought back some very happy memories...i would recommend it for non narcissistic reasons too, so far its a warm, funny and reflective piece about the challenge of walking the penine route and I think a lot of forumites with a love of the hills might identify with his narrative.

I think the clean and beautiful comment might have referred to me and the Old Whippet!

[Alf]

The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls

The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveler hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveler to the shore.
And the tide rises, the tide falls.


Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

[Hes]

How bizarre, I commented on this poem but the comment has disappeared, nevermind, it might have happened when the forum became the home page for Keighley and Craven running club just now! I just wanted to say that I love this classic and the repetition makes you feel like you are rocked on the sea. Great the way it really emphasises the never ending cycle of the tides too.

The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls

The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveler hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveler to the shore.
And the tide rises, the tide falls.


Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

[Hes]

I've been making books and also working on new prints which puts me in a generally creative mood when I'm out and about. I'm pleased to say that I'm writing haiku again. They aren't masterpieces but I am just happy to write anything at the moment:

raindrops ricochet
swallows seesaw on wires
weathering the storm

[Alf]

I've been making books and also working on new prints which puts me in a generally creative mood when I'm out and about. I'm pleased to say that I'm writing haiku again. They aren't masterpieces but I am just happy to write anything at the moment:

raindrops ricochet
swallows seesaw on wires
weathering the storm

Very good Hes, any previews on the type of prints you will be doing?

[Alf]

Heavy blackened skies
Blackbird’s song brightens briefly
Rain silences all

[freckle]

I've been making books and also working on new prints which puts me in a generally creative mood when I'm out and about. I'm pleased to say that I'm writing haiku again. They aren't masterpieces but I am just happy to write anything at the moment:

raindrops ricochet
swallows seesaw on wires
weathering the storm

i love the word richochet! this is lovely as is alf's offering, i don't seem to have much head space for writing these days...perhaps it'll return eventually! likewise HHH I would love to organise another fell poet event but I am waiting for inspiration to hit me! :-) perhaps we could persuade armitage to take up a series of fell running challenges under your wing and get some fell poets to write accompanying haiku ...hell we might even get a book /documentary out of it! (if only)

[Hes]

This is lovely!

Re the prints, I'm doing a bird themed exhibition in September and so all the prints are to do with that. So far I've been concentrating on curlews and lapwings but I've got some other ideas up my sleeve. I've made some handmade books based on the crow family and one has my haiku in it.

Heavy blackened skies
Blackbird’s song brightens briefly
Rain silences all

[Hes]

ha ha, great idea Freckle! :thumbup:

i love the word richochet! this is lovely as is alf's offering, i don't seem to have much head space for writing these days...perhaps it'll return eventually! likewise HHH I would love to organise another fell poet event but I am waiting for inspiration to hit me! :-) perhaps we could persuade armitage to take up a series of fell running challenges under your wing and get some fell poets to write accompanying haiku ...hell we might even get a book /documentary out of it! (if only)

[stevefoster]

Drenched yesterday fun,
Sunburnt today fun,
Summer on this planet