"And death shall have no dominion", By Dylan Thomas. A reading by Shelley Turner
Poets have always written about war, and now I find myself doing the same. It is not something I expected to be doing, yet nor can I ignore what is going on in the world either.
You will find some of my humble examples in my gallery here on Flickr.
Poets can say what we are all thinking where some people might be afraid to voice their opinions. Or they can just voice their despair. Some poets in the past had direct experience of being on the frontline, being injured or returning home for recovery only to be called up again.
Or they have watched and waited in a state of tension and anxiety until their loved ones are returned, as news from the war slowly trickled through. Until recently, news was not instant, loaded up on social media. There was a much longer wait of agonising internal anxiety, when a fatal telegram might then arrive with any hope dashed by its sparse words.
I have taken my inspiration for the poems I write from the poets of both of the World Wars, chiefly because I know them so well from studying them for my English Literature A level when I was younger.
And now, I find myself returning to them again, and it is an acute sadness to find that nothing has really changed. Their words are just as applicable to today as they were when they originally wrote them, and this is one of the reasons why I wanted to read them out loud. Classic poetry still has meaning for us, it still resonates.
I have also chosen this poem by Dylan Thomas as I felt it would be a good companion piece to my own work called the ‘Song of Sorrow’, in my gallery.
www.flickr.com/photos/193518971@N02/53378180974/in/datepo...
Such scars from war, either physically or mentally are yet again dominating our history on this earth, and it is a desperate fact that many artworks will no doubt be written and created in the years to come, as a way of trying to make sense of humanity.
If you would like to see more of my work then have a look at my website at:
"And death shall have no dominion", By Dylan Thomas. A reading by Shelley Turner
Poets have always written about war, and now I find myself doing the same. It is not something I expected to be doing, yet nor can I ignore what is going on in the world either.
You will find some of my humble examples in my gallery here on Flickr.
Poets can say what we are all thinking where some people might be afraid to voice their opinions. Or they can just voice their despair. Some poets in the past had direct experience of being on the frontline, being injured or returning home for recovery only to be called up again.
Or they have watched and waited in a state of tension and anxiety until their loved ones are returned, as news from the war slowly trickled through. Until recently, news was not instant, loaded up on social media. There was a much longer wait of agonising internal anxiety, when a fatal telegram might then arrive with any hope dashed by its sparse words.
I have taken my inspiration for the poems I write from the poets of both of the World Wars, chiefly because I know them so well from studying them for my English Literature A level when I was younger.
And now, I find myself returning to them again, and it is an acute sadness to find that nothing has really changed. Their words are just as applicable to today as they were when they originally wrote them, and this is one of the reasons why I wanted to read them out loud. Classic poetry still has meaning for us, it still resonates.
I have also chosen this poem by Dylan Thomas as I felt it would be a good companion piece to my own work called the ‘Song of Sorrow’, in my gallery.
www.flickr.com/photos/193518971@N02/53378180974/in/datepo...
Such scars from war, either physically or mentally are yet again dominating our history on this earth, and it is a desperate fact that many artworks will no doubt be written and created in the years to come, as a way of trying to make sense of humanity.
If you would like to see more of my work then have a look at my website at: