In the hiatus over Mark Field’s manhandling of a Greenpeace protester, we forget the cause in a detour of self-righteousness (from all sides). Here’s a system reboot poem. .Read More
It’s Open! Wild Poplars Bird Garden hums itself into being. Eighteen audio poems, an exclusive short-story about crows, a murder of writers and lessons from our often superior two-legged friends [more]…Read More
How about a new word to describe when we honour our non-human friends and learn something about them which teaches us something about ourselves? Liz gets all ‘empopo’! [more]…Read More
Why the Bird Garden had to open before the kitchen, the absurdity of distinguishing between giving and receiving and have you tried birds for breakfast? [more]…Read More
A cuckoo fact which may surprise you and lessons about where we lay our eggs! A salutary tale about looking after your creative children [read more]…Read More
What happens when atrocities or world events seem beyond our comprehension? Sometimes nature brings our emotions into focus through tiny crumbs of humility and shared connection [read more]…Read More
Let us flock, be a chime, a charm, a volery and may be even a deceit together and find safety in numbers! A quartet of poems celebrating the collective nouns of birds [read more]…Read More
Birds get outlandish, behave badly and an amazing blue tit called Feisty finds an unexpected use for a pheasant in the Wild Poplars Bird Garden [read more]…Read More
If writers or poets were avians what kind of birds would we be? No contest according to Liz who introduces us to the ‘murder of writers’ and guest poet of the Bird Garden at Wild Poplars [more]…Read More
One of our Murder of Writers - Regan Burke - tells a tale about Canada’s big freeze and how a few crows unfroze her pen and her heart, [read more]…Read More
A bedazzling jewel of a hummingbird by Carne Griffiths showcased as Featured Artist in the Bird Garden. Why is it Liz’s favourite bird? Read here…Read More
On Swallows Wings arrives just before our lodger’s nest is ready, but there’s a lady on the steps of St Paul’s and she’s calling to you, ‘Feed the Birds’, from Vienna! [read more]…Read More
Who wear metaphorical ‘feathers in their caps’ when it comes to Wild Poplars’ Bird Garden? Twitter - unsurprisingly - flies in a few at the last minute! Read more…Read More
A visitation by ants teaches Liz something about creativity and provides an example of a creature sacrificing her ability to fly for the sake of future generations…Read More
An acrostic signpost for Wild Poplars to help you find The Way, or it find you…Read More
For now, the circus has moved its grounds from Wild Poplars while building work proceeds!
The ‘billers’ (the ones who know where they’re going) have given me a wink and said they’ll be back in August. There are already a couple of new poetic residents ready to join the rest. The two ‘lodgers’ - or in this case more like co-stewards - Martin Burton of Zippos Circus and Chris Barltrop of The Centre for Circus Culture are engaged in their hectic schedules preparing for ‘the season’. We wish them a good one.
I leave you with the image by Featured Artist - Sandra Rowney and the track from our Resident Musicians playing from The Plough, Prestbury, Gloucestershire - a piece inspired by Philip Astley’s ‘Amphitheatre’ (what we now call a circus) at The Plough, Prestbury, Gloucestershire.
The live recording above was made late one Thursday evening with a jolly crowd gathered to listen to:
Chris Beaumont on Melodeons, Judith van Dijkheusen playing hammered dulcimer and recorder, Hazel Jukes playing Fiddle and Hurdy Gurdy, Tony Matthews on the Melodeon, Michelle Soinne on the Anglo concertina, Mik Holditch plucking his guitar, Cathy Rollo on Clarinet, Bass clarinet, Recorders and Low whistle and, finally, Mike Adcock on the Piano Accordion!
And for those who want a visual memory of the 250th anniversary of the invention of a popular art form which refused to make itself ‘exclusive’ here we are.
5th generation ‘horse whisperers’ gracing the street where ‘circus’ was first born.