Yew Tree at Perranwell Station – a Poem by Bert BiscoeCategories Poetry3 Comments
(Photo Steve Tanner)
Vyager gans Geryow (Bert Biscoe) lives in Truro. He is a poet and songwriter whose work draws on his interest in history, politics, social justice and language. He represents the people of Boscawen Division on Cornwall Council. The Division was formerly called ‘Moresk’ – an unbroken link from civic administration to the hurried escape of Tristan and Iseult from the vengeful wrath of King Mark – Bert tries to invest Cornish values into the demand of modern life. His work is fun, and best read aloud – which he does whenever the opportunity arises, especially with fellow Cornish poet, Pol Hodge. ‘Living in Trurra’ he says. ‘Means that there is a constancy of running water beneath your feet – there are two clocks which ring the hours dissonantly and out of step – a good environment for poems to flourish in the cracks and shadows. Nowadays, the mullet listen attentively in the lee of the Old Bridge’.
3 thoughts on “Yew Tree at Perranwell Station – a Poem by Bert Biscoe”
Always great to hear another wonderful poem by the great Bert Biscoe!
I raced across the fields, the rivers and climbed trees. My mother stitched my cloths and washed my dirty knees. When I think of Cornwall those memories return. I may not live there now but longing to return. PS. I am also an old Truro lad.
Oops – the poem should read “Those memories still burn”.