Geraldine Green – Razor Wired

Razor Wired, a Found Poem

“The thousands of orange lifejackets
that once lined the shores
have been cleared away.
The beaches are back to normal.
But make no mistake: Lesbos
is not quiet and tidy because
people have stopped fleeing war.
Instead, the men, women
and children 
who risked everything on
rubber boats 
are now detained
behind fences, 
far from European eyes
or 
on the other side of the coast, 
in a black hole.
I could have never imagined
that children, pregnant women,
the elderly, most fleeing war,
would have been fenced in
by razor wire
with the gates closed,
on European soil.
And I cannot find
an acceptable explanation
for why Europe
is allowing this
to happen. ”

— Federica Zamatto, MSF Medical Coordinator for Migration Programmes 15 April 2016

scribed by Geraldine Green 19.4.2016

 

“Geraldine Green’s poems are alert to landscape, seasons, rootedness that draws from deep aquifers of language, change that flits like cloud shadows across the page. Some seemed light as thistle heads but proved enduringly strong, rich with seed. As I read, I almost expected goldfinches to feed alongside me with their otherworldly attentiveness. But that attentiveness was all hers.” – Graham Mort

Writer-in-Residence Brantwood
http://www.brantwood.org.uk/event/writer-in-residence/
Assistant Editor Poetry Bay
www.poetrybay.com
http://geraldinegreensaltroad.blogspot.co.uk

Salt Road (pub. by Indigo Dreams)

“Geraldine Green’s passion for and knowledge of the natural world and its spiritual energies has its roots and takes its cue from home ground, her native Cumbria.  She has noted her long and deep connection with Cumbria. She draws inspiration from light over water, tidal energy, the intent of the land combined with rich tellings of family and local memory.  But her poems and prose-poems also travel the roads and the seas:  from Cumbria to Kansas, New Mexico, Spain, Greece, New York, Skye and Turkey.

This poet takes her place in contemporary poetry with work that shines with joy in and respect for language.  The vitality of life’s many experiences are evoked here with all the senses.”

Penelope Shuttle

Geraldine Green – Greek Woman

Greek Woman

Today I swam with a woman
who sang to the seagulls

she sang of midnight
she sang of poverty
she sang of fear
she sang to the sea.

Today I swam with a woman who sang of the broken

she sang to the sparrows
and she sang to me.

She sang of winter, of hunger and starving.
She sang of sorrow, she sang of greed.
She sang of hope, the fallen and dying.

Today she sang her song to me.

She sang of the spring that lives in her island
she sang of its wars, its people, its famines.

She sang of Athens, soup kitchens, hunger
of people queuing for food from Crete –
onions tomatoes bread and water.

She sang to the seagulls she sang to me.

She sang her song of cleaners and soldiers
she sang of the sailors, the driven, the hopeless
she sang of her sisters and brothers and poets
mothers of children whose lives hold no future.

She sang her song of the sea to me.

She sang of workers unpaid for their labour
she sang of shipyards, of builders and teachers
whose spirits were crushed, whose lives lay in pieces
she sang of her country she sang of the free.

 

Geraldine Green’s passion for and knowledge of the natural world and its spiritual energies has its roots and takes its cue from home ground, her native Cumbria.  She has noted her ‘long and deep connection’ with Cumbria. She draws inspiration from light over water, tidal energy, the intent of the land combined with rich tellings of family and local memory.  But her poems and prose-poems also travel the roads and the seas:  from Cumbria to Kansas, New Mexico, Spain, Greece, New York, Skye and Turkey.

Writer-in-Residence Brantwood
http://www.brantwood.org.uk/event/writer-in-residence/
Assistant Editor Poetry Bay
www.poetrybay.com
http://geraldinegreensaltroad.blogspot.co.uk

Salt Road (pub. Indigo Dreams 2013)

 

Geraldine Green – Greek Woman, Corfu

Greek Woman, Corfu

Today I swam with a woman
who sang to the seagulls

she sang of midnight
she sang of poverty
she sang of fear
she sang to the sea.

Today I swam with a woman who sang of the broken

she sang to the sparrows
and she sang to me.

She sang of winter, of hunger and starving.
She sang of sorrow, she sang of greed.
She sang of hope, the fallen and dying.

Today she sang her song to me.

She sang of the spring that lives in her island
she sang of its wars, its people, its famines.

She sang of Athens, soup kitchens, hunger
of people queuing for food from Crete –
onions tomatoes bread and water.

She sang to the seagulls she sang to me.

She sang her song of cleaners and soldiers
she sang of the sailors, the driven, the hopeless
she sang of her sisters and brothers and poets
mothers of children whose lives hold no future.

She sang her song of the sea to me.

She sang of workers unpaid for their labour
she sang of shipyards, of builders and teachers
whose spirits were crushed, whose lives lay in pieces
she sang of her country she sang of the free.

Geraldine Green is a freelance creative writing tutor, mentor, poetry editor and published poet.  She lives on the Furness Peninsula, Cumbria. She’s had five collections published and her work has been widely antholgised in the UK and the US. Geraldine’s latest collection Salt Road was published in 2013 by Indigo Dreams Publishing. She is writer-in-residence at Swarthmoor Hall Ulverston and is currently working on a small pamphlet collection titled A Wing and a Prayer in response to that role. In September 2011 she gained a PhD in creative writing from Lancaster University titled: ‘An Exploration of Identity and Environment through Poetry’. A frequent visitor to North America she has another poetry tour planned for August 2015.

Geraldine blogs at http://geraldinegreensaltroad.blogspot.co.uk