Landscape

Horns Road

Ye Prologue:

The late 19th and early 20th century Saw a red brick suburban terrace street building boom, All over the country and also in towns like Stroud, - A walk along Horns Road to the Crown and Sceptre Will exemplify that and take you down a wormhole of time.

More Prologue:

The late 19th and early 20th century Also saw a bohemian near-worship of Pan, As exemplified in the work of Arthur Machen; A cultured mockery of shabby genteel pretensions As in the Weedsmiths’ The Diary of a Nobody; And also, an almost subliminal fear Of the suburbs’ manic growth, That fused together so many inchoate anxieties, As articulated in Algernon Blackwood’s stories, Where the ordinary, everyday red brick dwellings Harbour dark secrets of sorcery and the occult; As though the very utilities of mains pipes Could transmit necromantic alchemical evil, As well as water, gas and, eventually, electricity.

Last Prologue:

Of course, subsumed within this confusion, Was also a nostalgia for the loss of landscape, And a fear of the working-class and socialism.

Toadsmoor Valley Haiku

Toadsmoor Valley Haiku

The following haiku are based around our 12th Night walk and the traditions of turning the world upside down on that day. Commoners became aristocrats, lords and ladies, for one short, if lengthening, day. We maintained that continuity by locating bedraggled,...

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A Stroud Valleys Christmas

There is a poem below called A Stroud Valleys Christmas, but first I would like to draw your early attention to our first collective walk, when we map, record and re-imagine the landscape. This will be on Twelfth Night, Sunday January 6th. By then, our website at...

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Common Sense under Threat

I think it was Leon Trotsky who once opined that “Common sense is the wisdom of the ruling class” but that old chestnut was cast rudely to the pavement recently by our country’s planning minister. In a classic case of nominative indeterminism, Nick Boles said he wants...

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Rodborough Fields Under Threat

Rodborough Fields Under Threat

Rodborough Fields in Space and Time I like the way the hidden springs gather force, A wild winter rush down the meadow side, The wind singing in the saplings’ rigging On the water’s voyage to the treasured Frome, Thence on to the Severn and the ocean. One glance is...

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Walking the Landscape and Mapping Springs

Walking the Landscape and Mapping Springs

Well, we all need Wikipedia, sometimes, I suppose, when we move out of our comfort zones, as I do today when I begin to muse upon our spring-quest and its depiction by map. The font of all knowledge says that “A map is a visual representation of an area—a symbolic...

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The Genius Loci of Stroud: Springs

The Genius Loci of Stroud: Springs

If you are looking for the genius loci of Stroud, it has to involve water, and as water moves and flows in a constant reinvention of itself, it is a fitting initial symbol of Stroud and the Valleys. To understand the effect of water around us, locally, we have to have...

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