Rose Cook’s ‘A Poem for Someone Who is Juggling Her Life’ (LentBlog34)

Anthony Wilson

This being a Saturday in Lent, I am reblogging a favourite post from my archives. Here is one of people’s most sought after Lifesaving Poems, by Rose Cook.

A Poem for Someone Who is Juggling Her Life

This is a poem for someone
who is juggling her life.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.

It needs repeating
over and over
to catch her attention
over and over,
as someone who is juggling her life
finds it difficult to hear.

Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
Let it all fall sometimes.

Rose Cook, from Notes From a Bright Field (Cultured Llama, 2013)

Rose Cook’s marvellous ‘Poem for someone who is juggling her life’ came into my life a year or two ago through the marvellous aegis of Helena Nelson at HappenStance Press. As a subscriber to the press I receive one of their poem-cards each quarter. This is how ‘Poem…

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Celebrating International Womens’ Day – Balance for better – and some poetry news 💛

This morning, I was delighted to receive a copy of the latest Sarasvati magazine, with its beautiful cover and filled with poetry. Some of that poetry is mine, from my latest book Hearth and I am very pleased to be included. Many thanks to Indigo Dreams Publishing and editor Dawn Bauling.

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Hearth is available from me or http://www.culturedllama.co.uk/

Sarasvati from http://www.indigodreams.co.uk

Here’s a poem from Sarasvati, chosen from Hearth and offered here for International Womens’ Day:

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When his mother died, Seamus Heaney

wrote a poem about folding a sheet with her.

 

So many days I have lifted sheets

from the line with my own mother.

 

She taught me the way of folding.

Together we would dance to and fro,

 

handing the cloth to her as she made

the final fold, a pat and sigh,

 

that slight smile to meet my eye,

then on to the next.

 

I never wanted it to end.

 

Rose Cook

 

 

 

Valentines Night at Big!Poetry

555F0200-D7D1-4B89-843A-580D8926CF21Big Poetry returns and – it’s Valentines Day! And what better way to spend the evening than a headline set from Tom Denbigh!
Also on the bill will be a hand picked assortment of some of the finest locally sourced poets and performers including Julie Mullen, Rose Cook, Shelley Szender and Ross Bryant. The evening will be hosted by Samantha Boarer and Robert Garnham. Seat reservations can be made at robertdgarnham@gmail.com. £6, Doors open at half seven, show starts at eight!

❤️❤️❤️

 

The year turns…

The Year

Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 18501919

What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That’s not been said a thousand times?

The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.

We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.

We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.

We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of the year.

 

photo Rose Cook