Long time!

Wow, it's been a long time since I've updated any blog of mine! My exams are approaching, so it's been a very interesting time. Either me going 'wow, this is great, it's nearly over', to me going 'AHHHHHHHH!'. As i said, it is an interesting time. Let's leave it at that.

Writing wise, I have been writing an odd poem here and there, but nothing like my previous creative sprees. Once these exams are over, I am going to go sit by a beach for a while and write my heart out! Mmm, I look forward to that.

Hope you are all great :D!

Poetry Book

I am quite excited, in the last week I have published my first poetry book! And I've done three amazing poetry readings!

The first one was to open the exhibition Petite . I was quite nervous as I wrote the poem I read out a couple of hours before as I saw the artwork for the first time. It was an incredible experience, seeing the work of The ARt Tree's artists all come together, and to finally meet the artists. I am extremely excited about the future (aka past when I finish my education, finally!) because I can see some wonderful collaborations happening between the artists and their art, with my poetry. (It's still odd saying 'my poetry', I think I am still in denial that I can now call myself a 'published poet'...). The opening night was Tuesday, and today we had a 'meet the artists' do, and I read two poems from my book. (It is also strange saying 'my book'.) However, because I am an incredibly organised person and missed my bus to get to the event today, my lovely neighbours Sue and Hannah were able to come and give me a lift. Phew!

The second exhibition was for the Manly Lagoon Festival, where artists were invited to 'create' an artwork on the day of the lagoon. So I was invited to write a poem about the lagoon and the festival. This was my first official poetry 'gig', ( a few weeks ago now...) so reading that poem felt like a rite of passage in itself. Once again, the artists there were amazing and I made so many contacts! I also discovered I now need a business card to give to people. It would make life a lot easier.

So three down, one to go! I'm still pinching myself!

Also if you are interested in purchasing a book, entitled Petite, (A collection of poetry if you couldn't guess!) please give me an email at emily_mcintyre@yahoo.com. Or even if you want to say hi!

I find the following poem by Shelley quite cheeky, but charming. I suppose it may be a reflection of how I've been feeling lately!

LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY

The Fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single,
All things by a law devine
In one another's being mingle -
Why not I with thine?

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdain'd its brother:
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea -
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?

-P.B. Shelley from this website

Blog

So I have decided that since I was professionally being linked to this blog site, that this shall now be my public blog/website/thing. My personal blogging rambles will be no more! (In the public eye anyway....!)

This is one of my favourite sonnets by Shakespeare, enjoy!

SONNET 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Tea Leaves

Unfold:

release the chaos

that controls a mind

in cups of tea:

laden with peace

and one liners-

leaves that

hint

of future ventures

fortunes way of

communicating

to the unenlightened

look and see

ask and receive

questions

laced as sugarcubed

answers

stirred not shaken

with stained hands

shaking

on resolutions reflections:

why do dreams

scare

beyond belief?

© EM 2009

Spot the Difference

School children spill across

empty concrete

a sea of green pinstripes

spotted with the occasional

‘wicket’ hat-

the branding or an education

learnt privately,

sprinkled with religious spice

(and all things nice)

from the cheque book of daddy;

whilst faded pine coloured tartan skirts

are rolled above the knee

and dirty adam’s apples bulge

blackened by a game of league-

individuality expressed through

multicoloured badges, backpacks,

which may equal personality

repressed by monochrome stockings

and hairpinned fringes

with padded blazers

inscribed with latin phrases.

© EM 2009

Vertigo

Vertigo:
no time or place
peace in unknown depths
higher than the seagull flies
one with the horizon
at dizzying heights
capture eternity
through manufactured lenses
clouds stirring
misty surface
simmering
wildflowers
taking the plunge
knitting sandstone cliffs
together through
roots embedded in time
as the sea whispers below
calling
souls answer
some fly, or fall
down past city sight lines
into an abyss of sea.

© EM, 2009

Sojourn

Why are you to be
the cynosure
of my daydreams?
I am caught
in the act
of dalliance:
watch me tumble, turn and twist
acrobatic delights, performed;
audience delights, applause
emotional turmoil in
a
three-ringed-circus,
attempts to tame the lion
(fail)
clowns joyously frown
at my delusional responsiveness
at the primitive consciousness
of the ringmaster's reign,
he'll pull you close
then release you
(again)
he'll twirl you round
disorientating truth and lies
beneath stage lights
and a makeshift-bigtop-tent:
show's over kids,
time for bed.

© EM, 2009