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Adrian G R Scott

Adrian G R Scott

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For Advent

Exhibition –  Quiet Day – Film

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An Advent Blessing

 

The winter is strong and dark

you are in the depths of its silence

holding your breath in case you break

what needs to be held with reverence.

 

The winter is long and cold

you are in the grip of its frosts,

its mists and sluicing rains,

let old thoughts fall from you like

the final leaves of autumn.

 

The winter is stripping and dying,

you have no immunity from this season

it is a great teacher

try not to shy away from the lessons

that ache like chilblains.

 

The winter is grafting and preparing,

you are part of that story

willing to be stripped back,

to be exposed and vulnerable,

to experience the new seeds dehusking.

 

The winter will loosen and give way

you may walk into spring

and know the joy of the newly born,

fresh and excited by possibility.

 

May you not leave this season

until you are ready to allow

the truth that you have found

to blossom under green trees

and flow from you like a

breath from the green chapels

and the light

from the tree’s regal cathedrals.

Amen.

 

 

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the anxious poet’s podcast

  • 'Have you ever been plunged under the surface of your conscious life and found yourself all at sea, not knowing what course to steer?'

    - All At Sea, In A Night Sea Journey

  • 'When will you be ready to hear the voice that has been speaking to you with a patient kindness for some time now, like birdsong as you wake?'

    - When Will You Be Ready, Arriving in Magic

  • 'I came back from High Easdale Tarn, and my teacup was white like a new page'

    - Easdale Tarn , A Night Sea Journey

  • 'I often wonder what my face says as it stares out at the world. Is it begging a question of the returning gazes, asking who am I and where does my face fit?'

    - My Face, Arriving in Magic

  • 'And so, the ordinary continues to be the thing that is most dangerous, and the hundred-year-old memory that we banished'

    - Sheffield In Lockdown, Soon to be published collection about Sheffield

  • 'A space presents itself as the wind and the needled edge of the saguaro cactus, speak of the solitude that you bargain away for acquaintance'

    - Aravaipa Canyon, Unpublished Poem

  • 'What is acidic in you, that might turn sweet, yearning for delivery, to take first breath. Go into hard labour to birth it, It is there, in the womb of you, aching to emerge'

    - Last Testament, A Night Sea Journey

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