June 2007 -
Myra Schneider Comes To "poetrywivenhoe"
on Thursday 21st June
The poet and author Myra Schneider
is visiting Wivenhoe in June. The
author of the acclaimed Writing for
Self-Discovery, and nine collections of poetry, will be performing at
“ poetrywivenhoe”s next event,
which takes place on Thursday
June 21st at
8.00pm at The Greyhound
“poetrywivenhoe” launched in
March this year. It is a voluntary poetry initiative formed with the aim
of bringing the best in live poetry performance to the area each month.
Chris Tanner, “poetrywivenhoe” programme organiser says, “
It’s been a huge success. We had full houses for our first two events
with Matt Harvey and Martin Newell. And everyone was delighted when two
local poets, Derek Adams and Philip Wilson, took to the stage in May”.
Myra started writing stories, poems and plays as a child and
from the age of nine, was a compulsive writer. She has now published
nine books of poetry, and her poems have been published in The
Observer, The Independent, New Statesman, London Magazine, Critical
Quarterly, The Rialto, The North, Quadrant (Australia) and others. Her
work, has also been broadcast
on BBC Radio 4, Radio 2 and the BBC World Service.
Writing for Self-Discovery, had an immediate success and was
reprinted after six months. Writing My Way Through Cancer is based
on Myra's journal for the year 2000, and contains poem notes, poems and
therapeutic writing ideas.
Myra says of her work: “I do not
hide behind the poem. Writing poetry is central to me, a way of
making sense of life, of exploring meanings beneath the surface and
recording what uplifts me”.
A recent review in the poetry magazine Acumen,
described her work as “full of ways of examining
imagination and its spellbinding workings: time after time the metaphors
follow their own will, as it were, searching out the kind of truth that
only art can provide.”
Myra Schneider performs at The
Greyhound; Thursday June 21st; Tickets ( £5/ £3.50 concs) on
the door & from Wivenhoe Bookshop 01206 824050.
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Letter
from Birsay
by
Myra Schneider
Because
you've never stood on this beach,
never breathed in this sea, I'll describe the sheet
after sheet of rock compressed into tilted layers,
the stones, bleached orange and ice blue,
lying in heaps and straggles, the ribboning sand,
the causeway leading to the island's green mound.
Because
you will not visit this shore, because
you wouldn't see what I do if you did, I want you
to know how the smell of lime weed and salt
jumps me to a beach where water seeped into
our soft castles as we scrambled over rocks, knelt
to capture sleeping crabs and squirming eels.
Although
this place trekked by pilgrims who want
to climb to the island's church and look at outlines
of Viking houses, is miles to the north of the one
we shared, although we've lived decades in terrains
so apart no path could link them, on this beach
I half believe the one from long ago is in reach.
Although
you misread, misunderstand me - neither
of us is in tune with the other's language - I am writing
to tell you how the sea scoops shells as it sweeps
over sand, wipes out the causeway, drowns rocks
and how, in spite of the dividing water, the island
is stitched to this shore fast as finger to hand.
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