A few years ago a friend of mine was doing a PhD on "The Meaning Of Ought" so yesterday, at a poetry workshop in Cirencester, when asked to write down one of the big questions in life, that is what I chose. And lived to regret it! The exercise that followed the request was to use a restricted vocabulary (from a strip of words cut from a newspaper) to write a poem answering the question! Needless to say, that particular big question in life remains unanswered but some amazing lines - salvageable for use elsewhere - certainly came out of it all.
It was an interesting and entertaining day. I knew it would be - I have yet to go to a session run by Rona Laycock which I haven't enjoyed. Seven of us spent our time on a variety of tasks, ranging from observing and writing about glass-blowers at work in the studio beneath us to using recipes from a Nigel Slater cookbook to pen poems on passion and violence. Plenty of food for thought there!
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Thank you, Rona! |
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