Ond aros yn y lle rhwng y ddau – Aled Jones Williams
I am large, I contain multitudes – Walt Whitman
CROESO – diolch yn fawr am alw draw. WELCOME to my small corner in cyber-space. Home is Wales – Cymru ydi adra – and this site is where I blog and have posted up some information about my writing and songs/music with Gorwel Owen. Please also see the ‘conversations’ between myself and other writers/artists, along with the links to other projects I am involved in. I teach creative writing and arts/humanities for the Open University and run occasional themed creative writing days under the name Eye of the Storm. My aim with these is to facilitate and share the exploration of writing and reading as an act of generative empowerment and self/world enquiry, seeking to foster curiosity about being here, as inter-relating subjects.
After Images by Matthieu Ricard Would like to say something that cuts through but all I have are black birds on two posts where prayer flags flutter * Full of love, full of love – the black bird flies between the mountain cleft * Hold me to heart but let the bird fly * As still as frost on a leaf-head I felt the season’s shift * In all the plays of light and flashes of wing – the simple drama turns the eye in. In The Green Gate (Cinnamon Press, 2015) Note: This poem was written in response to images from Matthieu Ricard's book Motionless Journey: From a Hermitage in the Himalayas