Out of an owl’s eye

A big, varied group of families and individuals from the local community converged to meet Ruth and I in Pontesbury last Saturday.  We all walked up through the green lanes and footpaths to Poles Coppice.  Ruth got people making clay impressions, and I handed out Poem Notes booklets.  Everyone set off to explore and make.


out of an owl’s eye/ the different/ views of winter

(part of a poem I put together using words the participants gave me up at Poles Coppice – you can read it here).

Iron Age farmers met us on the hill
behind them, the ramparts of Earl’s Hill/ a soft green winter day

At lunchtime, we all headed back down to Pontesbury Public Hall, where archaeologists Mike and Teri gave a talk and slide show.  Channelling the Iron Age seriously now, everyone set to and created new poems –



– and the most beautiful clay roundels.


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