tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post3492948348485941004..comments2023-12-16T23:54:45.620+13:00Comments on . . . All Finite Things Reveal Infinitude . . . : TUESDAY POEM | Two stanzas from A Fiordland Notebook by CBClaire Beynonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-70310796011085685762014-08-27T08:35:36.439+12:002014-08-27T08:35:36.439+12:00Hi Barry - lovely to find your message here and to...Hi Barry - lovely to find your message here and to know you know Camelot and the Doubtful and Dusky Sounds (their very names are poems!). Sacred groves, really, and yes, to be cherished and protected. All best to you, Claire Claire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-32932874926603325952014-08-27T07:53:16.417+12:002014-08-27T07:53:16.417+12:00Hello, Kass - and thank you for continuing to come...Hello, Kass - and thank you for continuing to come by (my blog is a relatively quiet place these days, requiring my own - and kind others' - patience!). I wrote these fragments into my sketchbook whilst on a conservation residency in a remote area of New Zealand - Western Fiordland - where, sadly, introduced species of vermin (at least they are in that environment) are decimating the bird life and undermining the primordial forest - hence the 'birds with silent tongues' and 'leaves of bark', unanticipated deviations from the forest's initial contract with its inhabitants. . . Sad, really. Mercifully, there is a team of environmental zealots dedicated to pest eradication and the preservation of this exquisite region of our islands. Love to you, Claire Claire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-2170993558397083832014-08-27T07:43:55.482+12:002014-08-27T07:43:55.482+12:00Sometimes I wonder if we do our 'best' - o...Sometimes I wonder if we do our 'best' - our truest, least self-conscious - work in our notebooks, Helen?! Thanks for coming by. Claire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-76235683568440775172014-08-06T17:39:32.621+12:002014-08-06T17:39:32.621+12:00Having kayaked up the Camelot (and other places in...Having kayaked up the Camelot (and other places in the Doubtful Dusky area) I really identified with your poem Claire. I admire your poem and the accompanying sketches - well done. And its history! It is a beautiful place and we need to look after it.Barry Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09117286758827208911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-16051629693211888212014-07-21T00:26:18.551+12:002014-07-21T00:26:18.551+12:00So beautiful. I especially like the reference to n...So beautiful. I especially like the reference to nature not needing permission to perform her magic.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-28385891788996284632014-07-15T16:31:38.553+12:002014-07-15T16:31:38.553+12:00Ah, lovely Claire. I really like the way the words...Ah, lovely Claire. I really like the way the words and the images 'speak' to each other. Helen Lowehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00509185824465377150noreply@blogger.com