Wednesday, 6 May 2015

The big push

I don't know if it is the change of season or getting a new device that needs setting up or some other wind blowing - but have been sending my poems out all over the place. And it actually feels quite refreshing.

Possibly a little disturbing too - but don't think this is a bad thing.




I remember having a conversation with my hairdresser about the curious time of my appointment; my poor hairdressers over the years hear all my secrets although I enjoy a haircut about as much as going to the dentist. This appointment was at 5pm - a time that had been for about 3 or 4 years associated only in my mind with children's tea times and baths and - it was such a surprise to find myself in Chester, on my own and having a haircut. I felt dizzy. Genuinely dizzy and a bit sick to be honest.

So I discussed this and said I didn't like it.

Whereupon my hairdresser replied how strange: this was the very feeling of surprise, of spontaneity, of feeling a shift and the world turned a bit upside down - that he sought out about all others.

So I have been thinking of Craig, now safely emigrated to Australia I trust - where he told me confidently "there is a shortage of hairdressers".

And wondering if he was right.

PS read this and send something lingering in your editing box to someone you didn't expect to want to see your stuff. And see what happens. Whatever does. It is a good thing to - as another old friend used to say - "live with the vertigo".

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