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Whose Hands Are These? Verse 2, right hand side
This is the second part of the second verse of the concrete poem ‘Whose Hands Are These?’ I wrote this poem after taking part in the Haud Close project run by Scottish Ballet for people with multiple sclerosis, Parkinson’s Disease or dementia. Details of the project and the resultant film can be found on Scottish Ballet’s website https://www.scottishballet.co.uk/join-in/sb-health/haud-close.
Concrete poems combine words so that they form visual images. For this piece I knew I wanted to combine a poem about hands with the outline of my hand. To write my poem I drew inspiration from Michael Rosen’s ‘These are the Hands’, a tribute to the NHS. I began by writing a golden shovel, a type of poem in which each line ends with a word from the original poem. Then I used the vector graphics software Inkscape to place the words of the poem on an outline of my hand. I added embellishments to my hand because not all the words would fit onto the hand outline. I followed this scheme for the first three verses. For the final verse I used the words to fill in the shape of my hand outline. I used red ink to help highlight the words of Michael Rosen’s poem within my own.
The text of the second part of the second verse of my poem reads:
… but the hands I remember could definitely wheel
a barrowload of bricks, build the
base for a greenhouse, make a bin
for the compost, change
a baby’s wet nappy without waking the
bub. sow seeds, transplant seedlings, plant out each plantlet and bulb
The hands I remember could fix
any laptop, prise open the case, swap out the
outdated components. The hands I remember were steady. No drip
would escape when they started to pour
tea from a teapot, olive oil from the
bottle, or milk into a jug.
The hands I remember would replace
the disc on the turntable, place the needle with care, your
ears may dissent but these hands knew what was hip.
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Bazooka Arts: Routes Back to Normality
CL Gamble: Between the Lines
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The Easy Club
Erin Colquhoun: Let's Create
Fool On: Stories of Recovery
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Inclusive Images: Changing Focus and Lockdown Through the Lens
Jamie King: Not Normal: An Expression of the Self
Leverndale Hospital: Collective Creativity
Lindsay Oliver: Lost and Found: Illustrated Poems of Freedom and Renewal
Lynn Fraser: Rewilding Me
NAWRC: Turning the Tide
Paul Henry: Affective Paintings
Project Ability: The Nature of Ideas
Rachel Louise Burney: Normality?
Work Connect, Levengrove: Picture Normality
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