Nana has been feeling guilty for not posting any thoughts here in some time.
In her defence she has lately been occupied compiling and submitting a doctoral thesis.
Since her energies are currently directed towards preparing for the viva examination, she hopes you will accept this small token of her continuing devotion.
Perhaps you might even play along?
Here are the rules:
Create a poem from snatches of talk overheard during any journey. Your poem must record the utterances in the order in which you heard them and you may not edit or otherwise alter them. Record when and where you found your poem, the distance you covered when capturing it, and the number of speakers who created it. It would be lovely if you then posted your poem here.
Found poem #1
(3 speakers, 200 yards on foot, Corn Street, Bristol, 20.3.2014)
You’ve got to get up
And put it on the shelf
By the way, if you are interested in poetry you would most certainly enjoy the Scottish Poetry Library’s website and if you are also in Bristol the fabulous Poetry Can is about to unleash the Bristol Spring Poetry Festival (17–19 April 2014). If you’re a fan of walking, perhaps you might try sideways walking and other altwalking adventures, with guidance from mythogeography.