James Graham, Becoming a Tree
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Becoming a Tree Publisher: Troubador Also: at Amazon Length: 85 pages ISBN: 978 1784625 443 Review: Alison McBain, Becoming a Tree |
From the Author’s Note
I would hope that every poem in this book is from the heart. In this sense: that everything I have written about is what the Greek stoics called oikeion, ‘homely’, belonging to me, welcomed by me and given a place in my heart. Of course this includes the people I have loved. It includes also many people and areas of experience well beyond my own time and place.
Most of the poems at the beginning of the book are drawn out of memory - especially of my now distant childhood. Of these, the title poem ‘Becoming a Tree’ represents what seems to me the first time I allowed imagination to do its work.
We then begin to reach out into the world and into the past. I ‘become’, or try to become, the people who made the cave-paintings of Lascaux, people in the slums of the so-called ‘developing world’, the Chilean miners trapped underground. All these are oikeion, and I hope the reader will make them as welcome as I do.
From ‘Becoming a Tree’ There was a child went forth every day, I nearly became a tree. Already a squirrel, |
From ‘The Book of Lascaux’ When we speak of them,we have to say |
From ‘Listening to Maria Callas’ My neighbour’s van growls by |
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