You can read Rose Cook’s wonderful poem that heads up A Poetry of Elephants here, complete with a frog. You could also come to Teignmouth Poetry Festival and hear the World Premier of the anthology with 17 other poets reading their poems from the book, telling new ones and we have a folk song or two and lots of buns. This event will never be repeated with so many elephant poets and so is guaranteed to be unique! You can book in advance or get tickets on the door… though they might run out!
I will be reading as part of this event. Here is one of my poems from the anthology:
I am slow.
I am sway.
I am echo.
The great earth holds me.
I am ship. I am flow.
My bones are of whales.
I am large and grateful. I move with no hurry.
There is time. We have time.
Watch my eye. With it I see you and the shine of colour,
which fills me till my grey skin rustles.
I know there is an always happiness here
even in the mud. The frog knows.
We will go in procession.
Follow and feel the rhythm of my walk.
My steps sway you,
I will rock you to beyond yourself.
Be more than you have ever been.
Be what you have always been.
Be with me.
Be with me.
Follow. Follow me.
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