I’m a sucker for public writing of all kinds. I’m the person who reads the names carved in the sand; graffiti on toilet doors; notices on supermarket notice-boards; carvings on trees; paw-prints on now-set cement ….
You get the picture!
Well, the other day I was taking Puppy Stan for his constitutional down to the beach here in Tramore and nearly fell out of my standing when I saw this mural on the wall of an alley that’s within spitting distance of the beach.
It set my mind off in a million and one directions but most of all that word ‘hunger’ in relation to the sea resonated so, so much.
I can’t understand how I hadn’t seen it before ~ I think it’s probably because my eyes were always fixed on the horizon and the colour and mood of the sea.
I’d love to know about the signs, murals, graffiti , carvings that draw you in.
I’ve always loved ties ~ I mean the kind that men wear. But over the years I’ve come to see that ties are about far more than those lovely items of clothing that I tend to give precious men of my life as presents.
You’ll find me in the snowdrop’s nod
You’ll hear me in the crack of a golf ball
You’ll feel me in the heat of hug
You’ll sigh me as the teapot pours
You’ll long for me in the doctor’s eyes
You’ll taste me in tears of joy
You’ll recognise me as a tick or a wink
You’ll hear me scream in a newborn’s cry
You’ll pray me, pray me in times of terror
You’ll answer me when true love kneels
But will you remember me when I plead?
I’ve always loved playing with words and have been enthralled by the WORDS Writer’s Groupwhich was set up almost a year ago now. It is held at the Art Hand, which is situated near Bonmahon at one of the most scenic parts of Co. Waterford’s stunning and historic Copper Coast.
The Group meets on the first Wednesday of each month and the whole essence of the event is that we share words ~ be they our own or those written by others. These are words across genres, generations and are local, global ~ mainly in English but sometimes not; mainly face-to-face but sometimes via Skype from far flung places. You can sit and listen, sit and respond or stand up and perform ….. with performance being as widely interpreted as the words themselves.
My contribution for this months event arose out of staring at a blank page with the letters W O R D S scrawled at the top. It dawned on me that moving the letter S to the beginning brought a SWORD into play and suddenly I could see a ginormous paper knife slitting open a huge envelope of words, thoughts, emotions, imaginings … that have been evoked by the WORDS Writer’s Group since its inception. The words that tumbled onto the page included:
Wounds Opposites Roots Darkness Ships
Winnings Ordinary Remembrance Dawnings Secrets
Worth Opportunity Realities Drawings Senses
Welcome Openings Records Drives Seamus Heaney
Warmth Oddities Reading Drinks Storms
Wonderment Observations Responses Death Sea Pinks
Wrappings Oneness Reactions Direction Songs
Willow Order Roadways Dread Singing
Winding Oceans Rhyme Doors Sounds
Wine Rhythm Dreams Silence
Whispers Reaching Desserts Sophisticated
Whipping Deserts Simple
Writing Daftness Soft
WORDS Writer’s Group is very much a work in progress and I know that all the participants will have their own special words from the year that flown. I can’t but wonder what will be unleashed as we move into the future together….
My 2014 theme word Connection is one that keeps banging on different doors in my head.
I’m not sure if kids still play that card game ‘Fish in the Pond,’ the one in which you lay out all the playing cards face down and then take turns to try and find ‘pairs.’ The trick is to remember where your opponent has replaced say the Queen of Hearts when you you have just upended the Queen of Spades.
It was a game we seemed to play endlessly and I always loved that feeling of finding the match and adding a new pair to my stash.
While I haven’t played the card game for yonks, I find myself thinking of it when two people who I have known in their individual capacities turn out to be closely related in some way, especially married to each other.
When the penny drops that this is a ‘pair,’ I feel like grabbing the two and putting them neatly to one side with all the other pairs and wonder how on earth I hadn’t made the connection before, especially from what both had been telling me about their lives.
But life isn’t quite as simple as a game of cards with all the pairs eventually being found. Apart from the numbers aspect, there’s layers and layers of intricacies and inter-connections that make it more like dealing with shifting grains of sand than a handy pack of cards.
But, think of the lovely flow of warm sand spilling through one’s fingers ~ so familiar, yet so infinite…..
There are times when you wonder if any word could convey a confluence of place, sensation and emotion. This has happened me a few times recently while walking on beaches here in Co. Waterford.
The tide has been out and such have been the deep reflections on the wet sands that I’ve felt I was walking on natural glass and enveloped by the very heart of the world. The deep reflections in the sand mirroring the sky but with the brush strokes of an abstract artist.
Soft clouds of silvery white float along, mystical tall ships with their huge sails billowing in the ever so gentle breeze. Horizons are everywhere, yet nowhere are they defined.
To me, this is the land of ethereal peace, promise and possibilities …..
The word ‘awesome’ doesn’t seem to have made its way into the vocabulary of people in Ireland. I’m not quite sure why but I think that maybe we have a range of our own special favourites from which we choose.
From my understand, ‘awesome’ tends to be used as a positive descriptor or exclamation as in: ‘Wow, look at that thatched cottage, isn’t it awesome?’ Or, in a comment on a blog post: ‘This is awesome!’
So here’s some of my ways of saying ‘it’s awesome,’ without using that particular A-word that seems to permeate so much, especially in American-speak and writing.
‘ The cat’s pyjamas’
‘The spider’s ankles’
‘ Tá sé go hiontach ar fad’
What about you? Are you ‘awesome’ or ‘fierce good?’