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European countries dominate the world press freedom league table statistics, taking the top 5 (top 4 Scandinavian) places, and 12 of the top 15.

I’m surprised to see Jamaica in sixth, so well done to them.

Unfortunately, media freedom opens them up to abuse by outside forces, but that’s the price we have to pay for quite a free society.

I’m not surprised to see the UK down in 35th after criticising Multicultural Fascism – for covering up the grooming, rape and prostitution of mostly white British children for more than a decade – for the last 20 years!

A screenshot of the top 10:

Freedom of Speech Books

My books were inspired by the poets, writers and scientists who lived and created on and over the edge of media norms; particularly in the 1950s and 1960s. 

A Channel 4 documentary partly presented by, and featuring mostly, black people recently criticised Amazon for the books it sells; as well as giving advice on better buying; which I thought was another attack on media freedom; and especially white British (before the blanket coverage of the last fortnight); disguised as a public interest issue.

Mine weren’t included; but there again, they were quite balanced, greenYgrey style! http://www.amazon.com/author/marclatham

 

Happy International Women’s Day

Women are half of humanity.

Reflection 3
Between the freedom of travel
and the solitude of home
is a fantasy world
called society.

Poem of Human and Animal Mind Conservation

Marc Latham thinks his latest Folding Mirror poem has several inspirations. Here on WordPress a discussion on City Jackdaw‘s blog got Marc thinking about a question asked: Is it the appreciation of art, and of beauty, that sets us apart?

Marc’s also been doing a little biological research on the web, thinking about doing a poem about the two halves of human and animal bodies, getting as far as bilateral symmetry. There’ll hopefully be more poems about that in the future.

It’s Right to Conserve What’s Left 

That’s in its early stages, and this poem quickly developed into a wildlife and nomadic tribes focus, no doubt inspired by Marc recently finding lots of interesting environmental conservation and Native American groups on Facebook and Google+.

Finally, he was listening to old Scorpions and Rainbow music before and while writing the poem, and they have some spacey environmentally conscious songs. So instead of the usual photos above and below the poems he’s embedded the videos.

Human Direction, Wildlife Freedom

nothing left, or up
outside the human mind
written down at least
do dolphins think
in such a way
or do they see the ocean
as eagles fly the sky

turning by sonar, circling on instinct

the land was once open
for nomadic tribes to follow seasons
each day like play
not worrying over
making roots of concrete
inside living mother earth
feeling down, squandered right

Marc Latham’s central site is the Greenygrey (http://www.greenygrey.co.uk), and he has books available on Smashwords and Amazon (http://www.amazon.com/author/marclatham).

Abba Eagle Video Tells Search Story

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. It seems that Abba long ago wrote a song about our recent searches for Andy Wolfhol:

Poem about Self, Spirit, Society, Nature and Freedom

Image via Wikipedia

Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem started with the idea of ‘inhibition’ but then developed into something else during its creation, although it still has an element of inhibition within. The place to escape inhibition is within. Here it is:

Inner Strength, Mental Health

pull down the walls
of the mind
not the community
act savage
in the wilderness
home of freedom

lost paradise, paradise found

escape to solitude
thinking of spirit
remember I
have an animality
deep inside me
my own yew tree

Poem about the Desire to Fly to Freedom

Marc Latham’s latest folding mirror poem is about a gnat, empathy, flight and freedom.   Here’s the poetry:

Not Love, Gnat Empathy

Banging your head against glass
third attempt on double glazing
I don’t like you
gnat on the window
but I empathise
with your attempt
to fly free
amongst nature
once again

window reflects desire

open air
outside there
no real horizons
an oyster world
I keep knocking
my imagination on glass
unable to take off
but I travelled three times
so I open the window.

New Blog Theme for This Site

Regular visitors will notice the blog’s got a new theme. The first since June 2009.

Twenty Ten by the WordPress Team replaces Tarski by Ben Eastaugh and Chris Sternal-Johnson

It again has relevance for the Folding Mirror concept, with the two lines of trees divided by the path in the middle. Is the person on the path a poet?

Claire Knight Winter Snow Poem

Here’s one of three new Folding Mirror poems by Claire Knight that we’ll be publishing here in the near future.

Thanks to Claire for creating another strong and evocative FM and allowing it to be used here.

The snow is falling once again as I write.

Housebound

pristine snow lies all around
its silence its muffled sound
each crystal glistening a spark
contrasting trees bare and dark
bushes laden with cotton wool clumps
waiting inviting – a longing to touch

this world out of reach through the window

thawing melting – a longing to stroll
the towpath awash with slushy humps
pathways now muddy and clear
I venture out to places near
hearing once more bird sound
in fields green again all around

Norman Bissett and Summer’s Peesie

Today we have the second Folding Mirror poem by Norman Bissett from the Tips for Writers Autumn issue, which is available for free from the Norfolk poets and writers.

The poem captures the dive and rise of a peesie (lapwing), which is a common and wonderfully evocative sight in the UK at the moment; and a reassuring sign that summer is still present.

PEESIE

A ragged duster flapping in the gale,
plunging from heaven to earth
in some catastrophe,
its melancholy call a threnody
or dirge of desolation,
a bleak lament,

a peesie rides the surge triumphantly,

proclaiming joy,
its paean of exultation
tossing resistance at the mournful wind
through sheer exuberance,
soaring from earth to heaven,
a battle-standard fluttering in the breeze.

(peesie: Scots = lapwing)

Mountain Mirror: Nature’s Citadels

There is another early folding mirror below, and this one starts and ends on the floor under a mountain, with the folding middle line the summit.

The Poem

The top half of the poem is the climb up, the ascent, while the bottom half is the walk down, the descent.

The poem evokes images of mountain peaks, the scenery that makes it all worthwhile, and the feelings of awe and anticipation at arrival and achievement and sorrow afterwards.

Between the two emotions is the peak.

The Structure

Many of the lines feature the same words in each line on both sides, while some lines switch the words around within the line.

An example of the latter is how ‘lime and tan replaced by ebony and ivory’ on the way up the mountain in the first half of the poem is reversed on the way down in the second half of the poem.

Get on your hiking gear, watch your footing, and please enjoy the climb!

Mountain Mirror: Ascent and Descent

On terra firma, gazing to the skies.

Before us,                                                     

a mountain of majesty, standing so proud.

Ascending, the narrow path leaves little room.

Onwards and upwards, we see the valley disappear below,

lime and tan replaced by ebony and ivory.

Through clouds, ice and snow we climb.

As it steepens, sheer cliffs we navigate;

the peak is within a stone’s throw.

 On the summit; freezing but ecstatic, on top of the world.

 We leave the peak with reluctant hearts;

with careful steps, sheer cliffs we navigate.

Through clouds, ice and snow we climb;

ebony and ivory replaced by lime and tan.

Onwards and downwards, we see the summit disappear above,

Descending, the narrow path leaves little room.

A mountain of majesty, standing so proud, 

Behind us.

On terra-firma, gazing to the skies.