tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28252800.post-1148732853793421892006-05-30T05:21:00.000-07:002006-05-29T23:38:00.400-07:00Southampton, UK<br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">May 2006</span><br /><br /><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7142/2303/1600/haikuhikesouthhampton2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7142/2303/320/haikuhikesouthhampton2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">As someone who's poetry is completely bound up with walking the land I'm intrigued by your project, and would be interested to find out more.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Our graveyard walk took place on 13th May.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;">There were four of us: myself, my wife Robin Furth, Alison Williams and Alan Summers</span>.</span> <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7142/2303/1600/haikuhikesouthhampton.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7142/2303/200/haikuhikesouthhampton.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The walk took place on the Southampton Common, and took in the old graveyard there and which seemed to provide the most inspiration.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Myself: well, I live in the New Forest, go on long walks as often as possible, have always walked a lot, but the crucial relation of walking to my poetry didn't emerge until our 12 year stint living in the Maine woods... I'd be interested in getting involved in any projects bringing walking and poetry together...</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em>in the graveyard<br />stone pages<br />printed with lichen</em><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></em></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">the weight of the bumblebee<br />draws down<br />the clover</span></em><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"><em></em></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"><em>rising from<br />the overgrown grave<br />the ant nest</em></span></span><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;">up through the crack<br />in the fallen gravestone<br />fiddleheads unfurl</span></em><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><br /></span></em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Mark Rutter</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;">New Forest, UK </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Photos: Alan Summers, Bristol, UK</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"><a href="http://haikuhikes.blogspot.com/2006/05/haiku-hiketomomi-iguchicrossover-ukan.html">HAIKU HIKE MAIN PAGE</a> </span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">( find details of how to share your walks here)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"><strong><a href="http://www.crossover-uk.org/">CROSOVER UK</a></strong></span></p>Little Onionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17937020536725261581noreply@blogger.com