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Monday, January 28, 2013
Fennel Street Club - Loughborough
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drinking,
Loughborough,
urban,
work
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Sarah Hutchinson's Breast - Transform Snibston William Wordsworth Trail
Queen's Head Pub Thringstone - Transform Snibston William Wordsworth Trail - Paul Conneally 2011
On Saturday 27 December 1806 the great poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge writes in his notebook that he went from Coleorton, where he was staying with Wordsworth and his family, to the Queen's Head at 'Stringston'.
Here, he believed, probably due to opium and brandy, that Wordsworth was in bed with his sister-in -law Sarah Hutchinson, who Coleridge had fallen in love with. Coleridge writes that it was here that he had a vision of Sarah's naked breast, a vision that he carried with him for many years, writing about it several times.
The pub was closed in 2008 and is now converted into residential housing.
The pub was closed in 2008 and is now converted into residential housing.
This picture shows it on the 27th April 2011 as conversion was taking place.
CHURCH TO BE ERECTED - Transform Snibston William Wordsworth Trail
The spot for Swannington Church was selected by the great English poet William Wordsworth who lived in the area at Coleorton 1806 - 1807 with his family at Coleorton Hall Farm as a guest of Sir George Beaumont. The spot was also the inspiration for his series of poems called The Ecclesiastical Sonnets.
This picture comes out of Paul Conneally's cultural forage 'Spoil Heap Harvest' for Transform Snibston, Snibston Discovery Museum.
It features on Conneally's 'Transform Snibston William Wordsworth Trail'
This picture comes out of Paul Conneally's cultural forage 'Spoil Heap Harvest' for Transform Snibston, Snibston Discovery Museum.
It features on Conneally's 'Transform Snibston William Wordsworth Trail'
CHURCH TO BE ERECTED
BE this the chosen site; the virgin sod,
Moistened from age to age by dewy eve,
Shall disappear, and grateful earth receive
The corner-stone from hands that build to God.
Yon reverend hawthorns, hardened to the rod
Of winter storms, yet budding cheerfully;
Those forest oaks of Druid memory,
Shall long survive, to shelter the Abode
Of genuine Faith. Where, haply, 'mid this band
Of daisies, shepherds sate of yore and wove
May-garlands, there let the holy altar stand
For kneeling adoration;--while--above,
Broods, visibly portrayed, the mystic Dove,
That shall protect from blasphemy the Land.
William WordsworthFriday, January 25, 2013
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Thursday, January 10, 2013
Rapture : Sheffield Place from Invigilator Derby
RAPTURE
homeward I walk
in solitude
sometimes we play
on the way home from school
on Wincobank Hill
breaking into gangs
to throw stones at each other
off Newman Road
in the half-built houses
it’s hide and seek
up and down ladders
scaffold pole javelins
a happy time
for me a time of rapture
clear and loud
Paul Conneally
See and hear Paul read RAPTURE as part of his talk for Global Cities Week in Coventry : http://vimeo.com/m/38098184
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haiku,
paul conneally,
poetry,
psychogeography,
splacist,
wordsworth
Tuesday, January 08, 2013
A bird singing at 1.30 am 8th January 2013
This bird is along with other thoughts keeping me awake.
Memo.m4a Listen on Posterous
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