We have acquired new titles over the past months: vulnerable person, person at risk, a stay at home person, a socially distanced person. A new world
is closing down around us. We are fortunate that our extended household keeps us both busy, active and engaged. Grandchildren are the joy and delight in the house. Daughter, Sorcha and son-in-law, Chris, are both out in the world and contributing to making
it safe while engaging as teachers, a hugely important role for normalising this new situation. We continue to be in the world, minding, chauffeuring, keeping house, writing, studying, making, being. In addition, I am now at the point of ending an older part
of our world. After 60 years of work, I will now formally close down my business on 11th November, which will be my 75th birthday. Some say that you shouldn’t signpost the older life, but, damn it, I want to close and celebrate.
It has been a huge roller coaster working life. I should point out that this is not slippers, fireplace, TV and oblivion. There is another project out there prepared by the Masters in Poetry which I will complete early next year. With all this in mind, I was
drawn to write the following poem.
As usual: read, enjoy, feedback, pass on.
Peter Clarke October 2020
I love the clarity of purpose in this poem plus an excitement for what comes next. No messing about.
25.11 | 22:15
Grief is experience through the mundane. Simple but powerful. The accompanying image really compliments the poem.
07.11 | 11:14
A great observation! Social media can be a scary place... I also need to reduce my time there
06.11 | 16:24
A great one, Peter, in the context you describe. I don't read social media myself, I doubt my equilibrium could stand it. 'The balance of his mind disturbed' yes, I think it would be.
06.11 | 15:59
Yes, gossip is a weapon of mass destruction.
In my business as well as personal life I have zero tolerance.