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Mirror Poem Reflections 21-25

Over thirty reflections from 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections are on the Writing and Poetry blog now, so following on from reflections 1-5, reflections 6-10reflections 11-15 and reflections 16-20 here’s reflections 21-25.

I originally repeated Reflection 22 in 24, and have now edited it. Sorry about that!

Reflection 21

Reflection 21 mirrored Between Times of Fantasy. Maybe it was thinking of some time in the future like now when it was written. Here’s Reflection 21:

Sometimes I have written poems about my unknown future with inspiration from the forgotten past.
Then, a few years later I read it again.
The time when I wrote the poem, which is now of course the past, is then relived by the future mind that was written about.

Reflection 22

Reflection 22 mirrored Multitasking Melody:

Been walking
around the mountain
looking for a clear path
enjoying the view
now it’s getting late
time’s running out
fog’s forming
need to make a decision
or just keep rambling
to the end.

Reflection 23

Reflection 23 mirrored Not Love, Gnat Empathy:

Is it worth contesting people’s religious, political and cultural beliefs and views? While you may save them, you could also destroy them.
Somebody who might be saved in one way from a life of slavery and ignorance may in other ways die from freedom and knowledge.
And if you show them the possibility that life has no meaning, without providing anything else, are you not like a doctor taking heroin away from an addict without providing any methadone.
And for yourself, maybe you’ll ruin your career or life trying to do what you think is good, and do very little to change anything: or even make things worse by giving those you consider wrong more ammunition and an enemy to deflect attention and legitimise their cause.

Reflection 24

Reflection 24 mirrored Contented Living, Contents of Dreaming:

Keep honey cooking in the kitchen
memories on the mantelpiece
old flames in the fire.

Reflection 25

Reflection 25 mirrored Inner Strength, Mental Health:

The poem was written after the UK riots of 2011. Although I sometimes dislike modern society and yearn for a more natural one, the scenes of mass destruction against homes, businesses and landmarks looked all wrong.
Whatever the pressures and problems (if it wasn’t just greed and power), there are always places to escape if desired, rather than trying to create space in somewhere densely inhabited.
Many people feel they’re not their real selves within modern society; which is literally a construction. Most think they become their real selves outside the work environment, when they spend time with their family, play sports, or escape into the countryside.
I often wonder whether this is something inspired by life in modern society; a natural desire of your life in the here and now; or is it something imprinted in your genes stretching back to our ancestors in prehistory.

Michael McCarthy was also quoted from an article about St. Kilda published in the Independent newspaper on August 9th, 2012: ‘…I think the longing for nature in its pristine state is much older. Remember, we have been computer operators for a single generation, and workers in offices for about three; but we were farmers for 400 generations, and before that we were hunter-gatherers for perhaps 20,000.’

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Fantasy Travel Tomsk Womble Talks Chekhov’s Gun

Today’s episode of the XaW Files: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps Across Eurasia uncannily and uncaninely features the Wombles of Wimbledon just after the Wimbledon tennis tournament took place.

The Wombles are set to return, like Monty Python and Dangermouse, in a revival of good 1970s British culture.

English: Preparing the lawn in Court #1. RATC ...
English: Preparing the lawn in Court #1. RATC Wimbledon, London, UK (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

By the way, there’s so much sport been going on lately that William Wolfsworth called himself a sport correspondent yesterday. He does like a game of football, but I think that was an own goal.

Hi, it’s G.G. Howling, fantasy travel correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by J.K. Rowling in the human world. Here’s episode 12:

Chapter 1 Episode 12: Tomsk Times Two

Chekhov’s statue returned to its plinth position and stood still and silent as if nothing had ever happened.

I was wondering what to do with Sibiryakov’s body when a Womble I remembered as Tomsk wandered along and cleared the body up.

Underground, overground, wombling free (219/365)
Underground, overground, wombling free (219/365) (Photo credit: Mags_cat)

I thanked Tomsk, and said I’d been a fan of his when the Wombles were at their peak, although Orinoco was my favourite. I asked him where Orinoco is now. Tomsk replied that he’d returned to his river in South America.

Tomsk Talks Chekhov

Tomsk asked if I knew Sibiryakov, as he brushed his body up into his bag.

I said I had met him on the road to Irkutsk, and he’d seemed a very interesting travel companion.

Tomsk said it was a shame, but Chekhov’s gun kept on being used, and many fictional characters had been killed by it over the years.

Chekhov Helps Tomsk

Wimbledon Common autumn mist
Wimbledon Common autumn mist (Photo credit: wimbledonian)

‘Still, I suppose it keeps me in stories, and gives my work a deeper meaning,’ added Tomsk.

I replied that it did seem to have matured a lot since its time on Wimbledon Common.

Tomsk sighed, ‘Ah, they were carefree days I look back on with fondness. I was young then, and living far away from home. Returning to my Russian city made me seek a bigger mission in life. I had collected so many pieces of paper and sweet wrappers I was ready for a new challenge. When I saw the bodies piled up around the Chekhov statue it rekindled my enthusiasm for public health and sanitation. Chekhov’s statue is alright most of the time, it’s just when it hears philosophical and literary talk that it wakes up and uses its gun.’

‘Well, I’d better be off,’ said Tomsk, ‘it was nice talking to you. I’ve been expecting you for some time; since I told Sibiryakov about you in Tobolsk.’

Anatoly Chekhov - Teenage Soviet sniper at Sta...
Anatoly Chekhov – Teenage Soviet sniper at Stalingrad! (Photo credit: Za Rodinu)

Sibiryakov Tomsk Link Remembered

I remembered then that Sibiryakov had indeed told me that Tomsk had told him about me. I asked Tomsk if there was some meaning to the connection between the three of us.

‘It is the self-fulfilling philosophy of Chekhov’s Gun,’ replied Tomsk, before he shuffled away along the Tom River banks looking not unlike he had on Wimbledon Common.

Anton Chekhov, Russian writer, (1860-1904).

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Irkutsk Fantasy Travel Prose and Poem

After a couple of months and eight chapters/episodes virtual travelling by Google Maps greenYgrey has reached the more populated west of Siberia. Irkutsk is an important city on the trans-Siberian highway and trainline. gYg is still travelling with Alexander Sibiryakov.

J.K. Rowling (of gYg world) Introduction

Hi, it’s G.G. Howling, fiction writing correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by highly successful writer J.K. Rowling.

The new chapter of the X Files parody begins with thoughtful information mixing the greenYgrey rebranding with Irkutsk maps and symbols, before Bert the butterfly enters the story.

After a tad too much time travelling, the episode ends with a little literary nonsense poem that rhymes A-B-A-B-A-B-A-B-A-B.

XaW Files Chapter 1 Episode 9

I felt at home looking at the Irkutsk map, as it seemed to have everything that the new rebranding of the greenYgrey has to offer, with large areas of green and grey, and a yellow Y shape in the middle.

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I also liked the Irkutsk coat of arms, featuring Dauria the Siberian tiger amongst lots of old-fashioned greenygrey, but not so much that it was carrying a sable.

Irkutsk (Irkutsk oblast), coat of arms (1790)
Irkutsk (Irkutsk oblast), coat of arms (1790) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So I liked the greenYgrey Irkutsk Oblast district one better:

English: Nizhneilimsk rayon (Irkutsk oblast), ...
English: Nizhneilimsk rayon (Irkutsk oblast), coat of arms Русский: Нижнеилимский район (Иркутская область), герб (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A butterfly called Bert then got in on the greenYgreying act, so I asked him if he’d seen anything of our Wolfhol.

He said there was a lot of greenygreyness around Irkutsk, but he didn’t know if any of it had been created by Andy. We looked all around the city, but couldn’t find any signs of Wolfhol, so Bert asked if we’d fancy some time-travelling.

The club in Irkutsk, Russia in the early 1900s
The club in Irkutsk, Russia in the early 1900s (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

We jumped at the chance, and were soon flying through time. However, we must have jumped too high, and found ourselves back in the early 1900s club.

It looked a lovely design,
but wasn’t really Wolfhol’s style,
I looked for an immaculate sign,
with horses waiting a while,
Sibiryakov had a glass of wine,
while Bert fluttered for a mile,
I suggested we follow the line,
down the street in single file,
and if we don’t find Wolfhol it’s fine,
at the arc we’ll take another time trial.

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X Files Parody 8th Episode Epic Comedy Poem

From snail to Sibiryakov
Greenygrey did accelerate
no sign of art or Wolfhol
recursive Droste effect
Andy’s Matryoshka doll trait.

Hi, it’s Jack Wolfpac, legendary travel writing poet satirical comedy correspondent at the Greenygrey, inspired by Jack Kerouac. Here’s the latest post from the Greenygrey/Grey/greenYgrey’s third epic fantasy travel by Google Maps; the search for Andy Wolfhol across Eurasia.

The poem is a seven stanzas quintain rhyming ABAAB, unlike the limericks of the last episode, which rhyme AABBA.

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XaW Files Chapter 1 Episode 8

Twenty Four Hours From Tulsa
sang Gene Pitney in 1963
now I’d travelled all day
but was still 36 hours from Irkutsk
by car driving continuously.

Twenty Four Days Walk to Irkutsk
according to Google Maps
2,868 kilometres, 1,781 miles
578 hours divided by 24
like running Earth axis laps.

There’s a bus once every 24 hours
but it takes two and a half days
for the Siberian journey
I was feeling daunted until
meeting an explorer in history’s haze.

English: Alexander Sibiryakov
English: Alexander Sibiryakov (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Sibiryakov – Alexander like Orlov
but surname has a structure
mirroring Greenygrey
with five letters before a y
followed by four after.

Hello old adventurer
I did read and greet
have you been sailing to Pechora
or trekking across the Urals
it looks the latter from your feet.

Ah Greenygrey, your name
seems familiar to me
I think I heard about you in Tobolsk
from a Womble called Tomsk
before my island in the Kara Sea.

So off together we did ramble
and it didn’t seem like a day
before we reached Irkutsk
not cutting corners before Chita
or milking it under Ulan-Ude.

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Alexander Mikhaylovich Sibiryakov (RussianАлекса́ндр Миха́йлович Сибиряко́в) (October 8 [O.S. September 26] 1849, Irkutsk – 1933) was a Russian gold mine and factories owner and explorer of Siberia.
Sibiryakov graduated from the Zurich polytechnic institute in Switzerland. Later in life, he financed the polar expeditions of Adolf Erik Nordenskiöld (see Vega Expedition) and A.V. Grigoriev. He also sponsored the publication of works on Siberia’s history. In 1880, he made an attempt to enter the Yenisei estuary through the Kara Sea on a schooner. In 1884, Sibiryakov reached the Pechora estuary on the “Nordenskjöld” steamer and proceeded up the river. He then crossed the Urals using reindeers and reached Tobolsk by the Tobol River. Sibiryakov contributed significantly[how?] to Siberia’s economic development.
Sibiryakov Island, an island in the Kara Sea at the mouth of the Yenisei River, is named after him, as well as icebreakers A. Sibiryakov andSibiryakov.

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Fantasy Travel Swan Flight Over Okhotsk to Khabarovsk

You know, I don’t know if this has been mentioned before, but the growth of the Y in the greenYgrey rebranding could be symbolic of the boomerang social media craze that crossed from the Greenygrey world to the human during the latter stages of the Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps serialisation last year.

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Realisation and Editing

Hi, it’s G.G. Howling, fiction writing correspondent at the Greenygrey inspired by J.K. Rowling. I only noticed in yesterday’s blog, when Sharapova seemed to be making a Y with her arms; one holding a grey racket; in front of a green and grey background.

I also noticed that the greenYgrey rebranding hadn’t been included over the Roger Federer photo, with it just being an old-fashioned greenygrey. This missed some of the very funny greenYgrey punchline, as there is a yellow tennis ball in the air, which can be seen as symbolic of the Y in greenYgrey. The joke had thus been reduced to just quite funny.

It has now been edited. I just wrote not instead of now there, which would have given the last paragraph a completely different meaning, and an incorrect assertion, as it has indeed been edited.

Fantasy Travel by Google Maps New Chapter

Anyway, all the above was just extra work I did while in the office last night and this morning.

I am mainly here to introduce the latest thrilling chapter of greenYgrey’s epic third fantasy travel by Google maps.

If you remember the last thrilling episode, and how could you forget it (if you read it), there was a poem that ended with gYg asleep in Penzhina Bay and dreaming it was in Magadan. Did it awake in Penzhina or Magadan, or somewhere else? All will be revealed below!

The story is really warming up, as gYg heads south in Siberia, where there is a warmer climate and big cities. Here it is:

XaW Files Chapter 5: Swans Alive, Khabarovsk Strive 

The sea of Okhotsk. And Ainu-statues.
The sea of Okhotsk. And Ainu-statues. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I wasn’t in Magadan when I awoke.

I was two bays farther west, sheltering on the Zal Shetinga coast.

My legs and arms didn’t feel tired, but my poetry felt drained.

There didn’t seem to be much Andy Wolfhol-related action around, so I shape-shifted into a double tundra swan, and flew down over the Sea of Okhotsk to Khabarovsk.

After the beautiful but barren chilly north I thought the land was getting greener… and greyer. Green looked at me, and I looked at Green; Grey looked at me, and I looked at Grey. We exchanged a warm smile. It looked like our kind of place.

Y? Yes, Y too.
We were two.
Y made us three.
Y especially liked the trolleY
bus system; but was also made jollY
riding the tram to a boulevard called AmurskY.

Y later said it imagined a sky full of amur leopards and tigers while riding the tram.

I landed on the River Amur, after getting clearance from the amur leopards controlling air space over the tenth longest river in the world.

I took a cab to downtown Khabarovsk, and soon discovered it is a hub of art in the region: the kind of place that would surely attract our Wolfhol.

We strived all day to see signs of art reminiscent of our Andy Wolfhol. We found some.

Sculptures of the characters of the Soviet cartoon Editorial Stock Image

The search was hotting up, like the weather.

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Kamchatka Peninsula Karaginsky Island Fantasy Travel Poetry

While we found an article describing the Kamchatka Peninsula as fish-shaped, our intrepid researchers did not find one describing its neighbouring island Karaginsky as also being fish-shaped: to us it looks like a little fish just born from Kamchatka, and shot out facing the other direction. Here’s a photo of them together, with Karaginsky at the top-right of the image:

Topography of Kamchatka Peninsula
Topography of Kamchatka Peninsula (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

XaW Files Episode 3 Follows Claim Discovery

Hi, it’s Jack Wolfpac, legendary travel writer correspondent at the Greenygrey inspired by Jack Kerouac in the human world.

The Greenygrey hereby claims rights to the discovery of Karaginsky as a little fish-shape to Kamchatka’s big; putting down the virtual Greenygrey flag. If one day approved, it would be the first great discovery of the Greenygrey’s epic fantasy travels by Google Maps.

While you might think that’s enough for one blog; and if you did you’ll be delighted … or disappointed…; to read that we’ve also got the third thrilling episode of the story, which also provides the first prattle of poetry. Here it is:

karaginsky island

Chapter 1 Episode 3

1.

Can’t see in Karaginsky.

2.

Falling through earth
emerging in rocks like birth.

3.

Sitting in a cavernous belly
water washing around
multiple boulders and me.

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4.

Come chat with me
said Karaginsky
I’m Kamchatka’s
carousing baby.

5.

I look like I just shot
out of a dolphin
swimming north
opposite direction
to my mother’s mouth.

6.

I’m a rock fish baby
drinking water
digesting everything
I can live on seaweed
and a little summer time
haven’t had werewolf for a while.

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7.

So tell me lost traveller
what you think I should do
should I rock you in
or roll you out
it’s still your shout
but please don’t hang about
because I can hear winter start to shout.

8.

That was some carousing
Karaginsky I did reply
I like your belly
in a way I can’t describe
but I’m on a quest
to find another lost werewolf
who’s been this way
for a much longer time.

9.

So please do send me
on my way
and if you saw pure folklore
pass this way
could you let me know
what direction it did take
so I can continue my just
started new ramble Eurasia
somewhere in east Russia.

3-D Perspective Kamchatka Peninsula Russia
3-D Perspective Kamchatka Peninsula Russia (Photo credit: NASA on The Commons)

10.

It’s not your time to rock
caroused Karaginsky
I can see you have work to do
it’s obvious to me
there was a werewolf
going to the Okhotsk Sea
we had a similar conversation
over a cup of tea
only it said ‘Y: wolf not war’
not all the time, not repeatedly.

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Siberian Fantasy Travel with Collies, Huskies and Cresta the Polar Bear

Something tells me the Greenygreyliens of yesterday’s blog are somehow connected to Andy Wolfhol’s disappearance. So I think it’s time for the second sensational episode of the XaW Files: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps.

X Files Parody: Chapter 1 Episode 2

The collies introduced themselves as Kolya and Oleg, and said I could call them Kol and Le. They told me more about meeting a werewolf that sounded like our Wolfhol over a herbs and edible roots dinner that warmed me up no end.

Kolyuchinskaya Island 

Black and White Siberian Husky
Black and White Siberian Husky (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

They said he’d headed south after a couple of days, painting the Siberian scenery as he went.

I slept the night in an igloo they set up for me, before heading south the next morning after a very warming berry brekkie.

Siberian Fantasy Travel

I met a Siberian husky on the crest of a hill overlooking Kresta Bay. He introduced himself as Seb, and showed me a short cut to Anadyr.

Siberian Husky
Siberian Husky (Photo credit: halfrain)

After reaching Anadyr anudder Siberian husky, called Berian, advised me to head for Karaginsky Island if I wanted to fish for answers about ol’ Wolfhol.

So I continued to the very east coast of Siberia, shapeshifted into a salmon, and swam south.

Karaginsky Island

Living down the Litke Strait, for I indeed did feel alive, I realised what Berian meant when I reached a big fish shaped island that had a great greenygrey look to it.

I tried to climb onto the island, but when I stepped out of the Strait it swallowed me up. I found myself trapped in the belly of a big fish.

P.S. I was disappointed not to meet Cresta the Polar Bear in Kresta Bay, after being a big fan back in the day:

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