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Steve Thorp - 15 Nov 2019
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the stuff I make – and you make too – will be soul-touched in the moment, ferocious in its love

 

This poem was used as the introductory invitation and jump-off piece for a Soul Manifestos workshop facilitated by Steve Thorp at the recent Trailblazers 2 weekend in November 2019.

 

I pick up words from around the place and make stuff from them.

They’re sometimes big and horrid words and sometimes nice and

sometimes short and simple words and I get love from them.

Sometimes the words are things and sometimes they’re living, 

or have lived, and I pick up sadness until it gives way to another emotion, 

less straightforward. Someone tells me to pick myself up, and so 

I pick up fear and anger and something else nearer to grief and nearer

to the ground. This is where I should pick up stuff: beneath the trees,

beside the ponds and from the edges of pathways that wend to the river.

When I was a boy I would have made stuff from this stuff I’m picking up. 

Now I’m picking up words that are living, crying, despairing, dying, 

and, as I walk slowly around this place, I will make them into something. 

I will make a poem, a story, a song and a manifesto; a mandala made

from leaves and sticks, a flag and a whisper that carries its way around

the world in soft transmission and in birdsong.  And the stuff I make –

and you make too – will be soul-touched in the moment, ferocious in its love.

 

 

 

The Photo at the head of this post is by Jelleke Vanooteghem on Unsplash

Find an edited version of my talk at the workshop at: https://campfireconvention.uk/bugle/features/soul-manifestos-and-power-poetry

 

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