Also, last night I managed to drag myself from the sofa and get out in the garden and do the usual Chi-Kung practice. This was good both from a physical and mental perspective. Mentally, getting out there for thirty minutes and performing disciplined and routine exercise is a good way of helping me to rise out of the situation.
The rain was hammering down for most of yesterday and the time I chose to go out offered a pleasant surprise because there was a complete air of stillness about the night. There wasn't the slightest whiff of breeze an the whole landscape looked like a silhouette with the heavy cloud adding to the effect set against the vague remnants of light.
Such an atmosphere is soothing, relaxing and peaceful and is just what the doctor ordered.
Although different, the experience reminded me of a time when I watched Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream in the open air of Regent's Park. There was a moment during the performance where Paula Wilcox (of Man about The House notoriety) was performing a soliloquy and I noticed a rustle of the trees before a complete blanket of stillness descended as if there was a transition from day to night. Like as if night had parachuted in.
Shortly after I wrote the following poem, which is written through the spirit of (the eyes of) the night and its descent.
How I love your poetry x
ReplyDeleteThere is a young lady called "Kitten"
ReplyDeleteWith whom I am totally smitten
And oh, how she purrs
To the magic of words
And the spell that is cast
When they're written.
Don't get clever now!
ReplyDeleteOutdoor Shakespeare can be very atmospheric. I remember going to a performance of Macbeth in Bushy park. As the 3 witches were doing their chant around the cauldron (Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble...) the wind picked up, the sky darkened & the trees were whipped about by the wind. It only happened at that time in the play. It really added to it.
ReplyDelete-Tricky crow.