At the End of the Road,
a River
By Chris Jones
Sky floods the river
as ashes shiver ripples
their leaves slow water
At the start of a recent reading of the
poems, this Haiku was projected,
word by word as a mirror image, onto
a factory at the back of the 'Gardeners'
pub in Neepsend. The words then emerged
from their reflections in the River Don.
Your purling black heart
gives up petals from street lights
one silver lily
At the end of a recent reading of the poems, this Haiku was projected,
word by word as a mirror image, onto a factory at the back of the 'Gardeners'
pub in Neepsend. The words then emerged from their reflections in the River Don.
This sequence of poems represents Chris Jones's engagement with the River Don
as it curved through Sheffield between the months of February and August 2005.
The links for sites which inspired the poems are marked with
Os. The
Haiku link
to images of the projections when the words
floods and
purling appeared.
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Chris would like to thank
Arts
Council England, Yorkshire for a
Grants for the Arts Award,
which made this project possible. Thanks also to Signposts for their support, and to the
Friday night group, Brian Lewis, Robert Hamberger, and Mark Goodwin for their helpful comments on the text.
Thanks to Ben Wilson for taking the photographs
floods and
purling associated with
the
haiku projection onto the River.
The maps are a collage of 8 images produced from the Ordnance Survey
Get-a-map
service. Images are reproduced with kind permission of
Ordnance Survey
and
Ordnance Survey of Northern Ireland.
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