Join in with LET'S STICK TOGETHER

LET'S STICK TOGETHER is creating collaged sound and image as a way to reflect on where we are just now. To start with, we're exploring ways in, a prompt by us in the form of a poem by Salena Godden created a response by Emily Tracy. We'll be sharing the collages we make, both sound and image, to connect and reconnect between old and new friends. If you know someone older who would like to take part in 'Let's Stick Together', or you would like to join in perhaps with an older relative or friend, then please follow us on Instagram for updates @letssticktogether2021 for more details coming soon, or email us on: libraryofchange@gmail.com.


The Letter

Dear,

I hope you're well

I hope you're warm and dry

A safe place to lie your head

Some oranges, some fresh bread

I hope home is safe and sound

Shelter from a storm and high ground

I hope you make time to read and grow

And water all the seeds you sow

You know, you come, you know, you go

That is how humans flow

Your geography is at best ambient

Temporary, transient

Clocks are maps, time is past

Nothing is meant to last

Fight or flight or run or flea

Not one of we can feel free

If some of we are locked in fear

That's how we've always been, my dear

My dear,

I post this in a letter

I hope, you can hold each other better

Wind and fire, fuel and wars

Weary feet cross desert floors

Broken boats and brutal sea and

Human greed and tyranny

Displacement, homeless, rearranging

Constant change is you, growing, changing

So,

I'll enclose a breath for healing

A match to burn all ill-feeling

A monarch butterfly wing

Your migration is a magnificent thing

Here's some limit for all your built

A peppermint to soothe and suck your guilt

Your burning cities, your barren land

You drown with sharks, you choke on sand

Your lost babies, your bloody tissue

That should bare that is the issue

Here's a bandage for your clots and splits

Your hurts and passing blames in it...

Where do we begin to bandage our world today?

Where's the root of all the pain?

Everything is blood stain

It's buried in our DNA

You carry tomorrow in yesterday

Human fox hunt human rights

Gnarling dogs snap in the moonlight

Masts in harbour, ships on shore

Precious human cargo, stolen moor

Clocks are maps, time is fast

Everything is meant to pass

Fight or flight or run and flea

Not one of we can be free

If some of we are locked in fear

That's how we've always been, my dear

My dear,

I Hope you're well,

I Hope you're warm and dry

A safe place to lie your head

Some oranges, some fresh bread

Clean water and clean air

Space to grow, room to share

Home is just a marble in the sky

I roll it blue and green and I

See all that free sky up above

Live with Hope

Live with love,

With love

Hope

(from: Salena Godden: Pessimism is for Lightweights - 13 Pieces of Courage and Resistance)

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