I feel I need to offer some explanation about this week's post.
James Kay-Shuttleworth founded Marjons in 1840. He was part of a political/religious movement that wanted to offer the working classes education. I am one of the many people who benefited from his vision.
Recently a friend sent me a BBC News page about Gawthorpe Hall. The following poem grew out of these events.
I should also explain that the summer of 1816 was the worst on record due to a volcanic explosion.
I know this poem is not complete and I am wondering if the end is not too much tell and not enough show.
The difference between the Victorian sense of social duty and now is tremendous. In those days it was commonly agreed that it was everyone's duty to improve the lot of the less fortunate. How times have changed.
Here's Brooke Sharkey earlier this year in Manchester.
Until next time.
James Kay-Shuttleworth founded Marjons in 1840. He was part of a political/religious movement that wanted to offer the working classes education. I am one of the many people who benefited from his vision.
Recently a friend sent me a BBC News page about Gawthorpe Hall. The following poem grew out of these events.
A Poem of Two Summers
i
Then
At
least, for now, the rain has stopped
the
room remains cluttered with words
to
describe this wet summer,
and
prayers of thanks it is not as bad as 1816.
It
is damp enough to keep them penned
inside,
so
he reads the letter once more.
Mr
Kay-Shuttleworth realises he has had enough of the cage,
perceives
the time has come, steps out into the garden.
The
burdened leaves impart more water
than
is healthy on his black broadcloth coat,
he
does not care, for things come together,
such
liberating circumstances as will free men
to
build God’s Kingdom on this earth,
equality
through education.
ii
Now
Now
the summer has wrung every
drop
of moisture from the soil
I
see the shadow of that Victorian garden.
Its
ghost outline vividly demarcated
on
the screen of my mobile phone,
over
two hundred miles away
and
nearly two hundred years later,
informed
of its significance
for
the hundreds of thousands, like me,
who
have benefited from that vision,
I give thanks and praises that people
once
cared enough to give others the opportunities
that
these days we are more intent on removing.
I know this poem is not complete and I am wondering if the end is not too much tell and not enough show.
The difference between the Victorian sense of social duty and now is tremendous. In those days it was commonly agreed that it was everyone's duty to improve the lot of the less fortunate. How times have changed.
Here's Brooke Sharkey earlier this year in Manchester.
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