This month in our Cornish poetry series, we have Melanie William’s touching poem about her aunt Joan. Gingham not silk, linen not sable Plain stitch and cross stitch Displace embroidery. All honest, simple practical A frank face, impish smile, open heart, Recall the early, stronger, taller Joan. In childhood group, large-eyed She looks on…Continue Reading “Joan”
This month, we have Bert Biscoe reading his touching poem about Cornwall’s capital city, ‘Trurra’. https://beyondendurancedotcodotuk.files.wordpress.com/2017/08/tony-mansell-trura-bert-biscoe.wav Trurra! On three sides Trurra’s a bowl, rimmed by farms, Scooped out, as if by a grabbing fist, Rounded by the flowing waters of her three rivers, Plunged into, south, north and west by hand-cut roads; And…Continue Reading “Trurra”
This month, Bert Biscoe delivers a touch of nostalgia with his reading of his poem, ‘I remember’. If you enjoyed Bert’s poem, you can read more of our Cornish themed poems here. Join us next month for the next offering in our poetry series.
A short poem exploring the darker stories, myths and legends surrounding Loe Pool in Helston by Joshua Schouten de Jel. Every seven years somebody dies down there. A Helston grocers’ wife committed suicide; The son of a local farmer, aged twenty seven, Drowned after his horse bolted from a stone gap; After the Second World War two airmen…Continue Reading “Every Seven Years”
Here is a poem by Cornish poet and dramatist Alan M. Kent about the Nebra Sky Disc which caused much scientific speculation on its discovery in 1999. The object itself dates as far back to 1600 BC. Read on below to see how Alan Kent identifies and situates the object with Cornwall. Hard to see any…Continue Reading “Nebra Sky Disc”
Published in a collection of Cornish myths and legends this short poem tells of the sweet and lowly tale of how the River Tamar came into existence. Tamara was a one time sprite Before man had invented time The daughter of two troglodites Who found their darkened cave sublime Within the earth they shunned the light And…Continue Reading “The Source of the Tamar”