Poetry in Motion

Discussion in 'CycleChat Cafe' started by woodenspoons, 9 Feb 2018.

  1. woodenspoons

    woodenspoons Über Member

    Location:
    North Yorkshire
    Well, that’s what I thought as I passed the reflective surface of an old filling station window today. Look at that fine figure of a man, skimming along like a stone across a pond.....

    And then I woke up on the bench by the village green, realised I’d fallen asleep mid-pie, and had another thirty bloody miles to grind to get home.

    The fantasy and the reality is something we all have to reconcile, daily. Fantasy: I could just choose some tyres for my bike and buy them and put them on the bike and ride it. Reality: I think I better do a lot of research when I have some time, and then maybe ask my mates what they use, and then maybe post a daft question somewhere on the Internet, and then buy some. “Hmmm....? Wonder if I should get a mini pump...”

    I’m coming to my point.

    This morning, I almost caught myself answering Sandra’s dilemma about her job in the parts department with a long reply about a Peter Bruegel painting “Landscape with the fall of Icarus”. I’m glad I didn’t, because I would have sounded pompous and I think Sandra already knows the answer to her dilemma.

    But the painting is very instructive, once you know your Ovid, or at least classical myths and legends, and one or two medieval proverbs.

    “No plough stops for a dying man” - the proverb; essentially man’s inhumanity to man. We look the other way. I’m alright Jack. She’s got her job problems, but I’ve got my worries ( e.g., What’s the best way to tighten a chinstrap on a Giro helmet? No really, anyone?). Your search engine might take you to the painting for a look-see, and if you’ve time on your hands you could read the background bumpf at artinsociety.com.

    And my point is.... [edit, my points are]

    Do any of you make art inspired by cycling, or get creative inspiration from the practice?
    Are any of our number poets? Isn’t it time you rode your rhymes out here?
    Pedalling painters, stand up, unclip your oily cleats and clomp to the front of the class with your creations. ( Fair chance this could become a picture thread. Oh well. )
    However your muse moves you, here’s the thread ready. Bring forth your odes of the road for us all to read. Don’t sit on your art all farty. Poop it up here, prop it up for all to see, silly!
     
    Last edited: 10 Feb 2018
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    woodenspoons

    woodenspoons Über Member

    Location:
    North Yorkshire
    Great job done by a master. Thanks Rocky. Of course we should open up the thread to all poets - and I think I can recall a snap of old Larkin on a sit-up-and-beg - although I’m hoping we can make plenty of room for works from this hotbed of boiling talent. Hmm?
     
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  3. pawl

    pawl Veteran

    Didn’t David Jason play pop Larkin in the tv series.

    I know befor any body replies PLEB
     
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  4. Dirk

    Dirk If 6 Was 9

    Location:
    Devon's Gold Coast
    I'm always inspired by the great verse of Terence Milligan, whenever I cycle around the headland and past Saunton Sands.




    I must go down to the sea again,
    to the lonely sea and the sky;
    I left my shoes and socks there -
    I wonder if they're dry?
     
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    woodenspoons

    woodenspoons Über Member

    Location:
    North Yorkshire
    Walk away from this thread NOW.
    Hands on your head!
    Walk away now!
    Keep going. Keep going.
    That's far enough.
    On the GROUND!
    Right. gimme that poetry book you've got stuffed in your shirt pocket.
    Come on, and the brushes. Come on.
     
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    woodenspoons

    woodenspoons Über Member

    Location:
    North Yorkshire
    A poem about a true story by Paula Green

    One day when I lived in London

    I saw Spike Milligan cycling towards me

    and I was so surprised I started laughing

    and because I started laughing

    he started laughing and because

    he started laughing he nearly

    fell of his bike.
     
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    woodenspoons

    woodenspoons Über Member

    Location:
    North Yorkshire
    Sorry Adrian, but this just doesn't cut the mustard. Funny old Oxfordshire bird on a bike isn't doin it for me (although I live with one, and she had the same English teacher as PA)
    "Oh I wish I'd looked after me teef!"
     
  8. The Crofted Crest

    The Crofted Crest Senior Member

    I was walking
    down
    a sizzling road:
    the sun popped like
    a field of blazing maize,
    the
    earth
    was hot,
    an infinite circle
    with an empty
    blue sky overhead.

    A few bicycles
    passed
    me by,
    the only
    insects
    in
    that dry
    moment of summer,
    silent,
    swift,
    translucent;
    they
    barely stirred
    the air.


    Workers and girls
    were riding to their
    factories,
    giving
    their eyes
    to summer,
    their heads to the sky,
    sitting on the
    hard
    beetle backs
    of the whirling
    bicycles
    that whirred
    as they rode by
    bridges, rosebushes, brambles
    and midday.

    I thought about evening when
    the boys
    wash up,
    sing, eat, raise
    a cup
    of wine
    in honour
    of love
    and life,
    and waiting
    at the door,
    the bicycle,
    stilled,
    because
    only moving
    does it have a soul,
    and fallen there
    it isn't
    a translucent insect
    humming
    through summer
    but
    a cold
    skeleton
    that will return to
    life
    only
    when it's needed,
    when it's light,
    that is,
    with
    the
    resurrection
    of each day.

    Pablo Neruda
     
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    woodenspoons

    woodenspoons Über Member

    Location:
    North Yorkshire
    Seventeen effing pages about Fray Bastrdin' Bentos pies over there, and not one sniff of a sketch or a watercolour dabble or a little ode in 'ere.
    Here's a sketch of a bird that was annoying me on a walling job.

    Twite.
    Right
    Little Shite.

     
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  10. booze and cake

    booze and cake probably out cycling

    OK to try and redress the balance here's a quick ode I just made for you

    cold fingers, numb toes
    squinting eyes and dripping nose
    icy wind and horizontal rain
    I've got to clean the bike again
    dark mornings and long nights
    extra socks and flashing lights
    full fingered gloves you must obtain
    winter riding, what a pain
    a plea for spring I did send
    bloody winter when will it end

    And here's a photo of a bike stand in Portugal, just cos its cool.
    hSfaeCS.jpg
     
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    woodenspoons

    woodenspoons Über Member

    Location:
    North Yorkshire
    Scansion
    Scansion, or a system of scansion, is the method or practice of determining and graphically representing the metrical pattern of a line of verse. In classical poetry, these patterns are based on the different lengths of each syllable, and in English poetry, they are based on the different levels of stress placed on each syllable. In both cases, the meter often has a regular foot. Over the years, many different systems have been established to mark the scansion of a poem.
     
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  12. Dirk

    Dirk If 6 Was 9

    Location:
    Devon's Gold Coast
    chicken-1.jpg
     
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    woodenspoons

    woodenspoons Über Member

    Location:
    North Yorkshire
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  14. Spinney

    Spinney Bimbleur extraordinaire

    Location:
    Under the Edge
    Paging @TreeHuggery
     
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  15. TreeHuggery

    TreeHuggery Senior Member

    Location:
    brinsley
    thank you @Spinney -
    yep I make pictures of cyclists from tax discs and beer labels - sometimes with maps.
    It's...um...my day job....(along with other quirky pictures from found materials, and memorabilia) If you're interested take a peek its www.treehuggey.co.uk
    long thin sunflowers_web.jpg 2cyclists small.jpg
     
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