Polly

Writings and Witterings

Artistry In The Malverns

18 Comments

Scented hot hay
Hints of damp decay,
Dank smouldering fires
Smokey blue Shires.
Dogs’ yaps ricochet
On archaic byways.
Buzzards ride, sway,
Swoop on small prey.
Fanthorpe and Auden
Write of Malvern
Hills echo poets
With Elgar’s discern-
ing ear.

Polly Robinson Β© 2012

Posted on dVerse OpenLinkNight ~ Week 68 with the lovely Natasha Head of Tashtoo in the chair

Advertisements

18 thoughts on “Artistry In The Malverns

  1. Ah… Malvern. Am thinking with the mention of “hot hay”, this was not entirely inspired by the other week’s walk!

    Like

  2. Hay can be hot even as it rots! But you are astute as ever! I wrote it on my workday with OU before the 21 October WLF Walk πŸ™‚

    Like

  3. very cool…just read the above conversation and i too like it when the everyday inspires us…cool nod to auden and for me this has a lord of the ring feeling as well…think because of the shire…smiles…nice

    …and the poem i read on the pier was “the singular self”

    Like

    • Ah … how fitting (‘The Singular Self’) ‘scratched by witless
      and scrabby sea-plants …’ ~ thanks for your comments, Claudia ~ for sure Bukowski was one and Auden was another cool chappie πŸ™‚

      Like

  4. Not familiar with this…but I do get the feel…and almost the scent. Nice, compact write!

    Like

    • Thank you ~ I understand that a poem about England is challenging if you don’t live in the UK ~ The Malverns are the most wonderfully unexpected hills that rise above the Vale of Evesham in the middle of England πŸ™‚

      Like

  5. Sights and scents are so active in this write. Felt as if I were there. Nicely done.

    Like

  6. shire makes me think of the hobbits as well….i love the natural imagery though….hay can be hot…grew up in the country so i def understand…smiles. nice capture…

    Like

    • Ah-ha! You are right to think of Tolkien, Mr Miller, he walked the Malvern Hills as the composer Edward Elgar did (and many other poets and artists) and took the name Shire Ditch from one of the archaic tracks πŸ™‚ From the top you can see right over Herefordshire to the West and Worcestershire to the East ~ they are fabulous hills and we’re very proud of them πŸ™‚

      And thank you for your lovely comments on the poem πŸ™‚

      Like

  7. Wonderfully atmospheric and sharply executed. I lived in England for a bit so some references were familiar.

    Like

  8. I loved the rhyme and the images.
    “archaic” seemed strained, to me — but I am a novice.
    I would have loved links to tall those proper names — I know none of them. So your audience must have been other well read poets and not us common folk! πŸ™‚
    It was cool writing — wish I understood more.

    Like

    • Scented hot hay
      Hints of damp decay,
      Dank smouldering fires
      Smokey blue Shires.
      Dogs’ yaps ricochet
      On archaic byways.
      Buzzards ride, sway,
      Swoop on small prey.
      Fanthorpe and Auden
      Write of Malvern
      Hills
      echo poets
      With Elgar’s discern-
      ing ear.

      Sabio, you may receive this at first with no links showing, but if you’ll give me a minute I’ll add the links to the proper names so you can see what they’re all about ~ lovely to hear from you again ~ take care ~ Polly

      Like

  9. Loved all the allusions and the short lines. Beautiful images making very fine poetry. Excellent.

    Like

Leave a reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s