Four weeks away from the book launch at the Shetland Library in Lerwick, and heaving a memorable night of celebration, reading and signing on Friday 20 May 2016. Our librarians are fantastic!
There will be special guests, some poets, others, artists (or poets with an instrument).
nordicblackbird | the roost now duly updated, both home and writer’s corner pages.
Excitement begins to mount…
enjoy Compass Head, and please please please do not forget to bring your copy on 20 May, as I will be more than happy and honoured to sign it at the end of the event.
And if you don’t have it yet, do not delay!
get it HERE!
More to come 🙂
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Please mark a date in your diary, Compass Head, available on Amazon, will be celebrated at the Shetland Library in Lerwick on Friday 20 May 2016.
We – the poet, our Shetland Librarians and friends – have the beginning of a plan.
More to come, as dusk slides into a starry night.
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On the fourteenth morning of the second month, my latitude sprinkled with ice.
As I watched snow fly, each flake reminded me of winter, and then, one shrieking call of the blackbird, which, in turn, inspired this poem.
Valentine inside Ice
That thin layer of icicles on
every inch of your garden has petrified
water & song of the blackbird.
they hold so deep inside their heart
still fear raw sharpness of winter,
blunt edge of mid-February,
epic layer of crystals on
every branch of your pine trees,
fur cone, needle…
Still far too shy to set them free.
That elusive outburst of
showcase of desire
in between blue & icicles
still needs the sun.
It is the song I want to hear.
And if you too
could let notes fly,
reveal true meaning in your
smiles, and find your
way out of winter,
and leave your
I would sing back in unison.
© Nat Hall 2016
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Seckou Keita returned to the island, with his koras, smiles and magic. A privilege, I felt, deep in my heart, as his hands began to weave the most ethereal sounds out of those 22 strings, fisher’s, musician’s dream. The man has a story to tell, fingers & voice to unleash. To listen to him and his beautiful vibes from Casamance, Senegal, blended with hints of nomadic spirit from his native Africa to Wales, is a delight. A joy to treasure in your heart. If you have not yet discovered his art, please, go find it!
To listen to the magician live remains a privilege.
With grateful thanks to Shetland Arts for bringing Seckou, as well as Gwyneth to the island. Magic moment tonight.
What a fabulous way to slide from Hairst – the harvest season – to the start of winter. Happy Samhain, everyone 🙂
And in response to his great show at Lerwick’s Art Centre, Mareel, a short poem woven from his music.
Hear his fingers on stretched nylon –
each note travels through
waves & wind,
inside his heart shines Sénégal,
his grand father’s wisdom
dust South of his dreams;
his father’s eyes
travelling chords of he-nomad,
toute la souffrance des
© Nat Hall 2015
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