New for 2018, five poems by Tom Hirons (author of 'Sometimes a Wild God' and 'Nettle-Eater') from Hedgespoken Press.
The five poems in this pocket-sized chapbook share themes of mythic slippages, of time unanchoring and of the dead speaking to the living, sometimes the other way round.
The oldest piece, Merrivale, was first begun in 2012 and has seen a number of versions down the years; the most recent, The Dead Fathers, was written only a few weeks ago, in September 2018. In between those bookends of time, The Lapwing Stars appeared last year in Fiddler's Green Peculiar Parish Magazine #4; The Worship of Place was recorded whilst out on the moor, beside the East Dart, in the fabulous early Summer of this 2018; and Falconer's Joy was written in the summer of 2018.
Tom i bought this book to give as a little present to a friend but im having a problem posting it to them cos i read it and love it. Im gonna have to buy another one. Just love it.
I received two pieces from your publishing house: the Firebird and Falconer's Joy. Both, as expected, were excellent and the illustrations in Firebird were beautiful--again, as expected.
Of the five poems in Falconer's Joy, The Worship of Place resonated most deeply with me. We have lived for 25 years on 8.5 acres in a forest hollow and are bound heart and soul to this place. We have tried to leave as small a footprint as possible whilst protecting this small piece of land and its animate and inanimate inhabitants. Much of our 'worship' involves the removal of exotic invasive plant species and planting a wide variety of native trees to replace those killed by invasive insect species.
My mother was half Native American and I can hear her voice in 'Worship'. Thank you for this gift.
Pamela J Luttrell
P.S. I also have Nettle-Eater and Sometimes a Wild God. I keep Wild God by my chair and read it when I feel the need. Falconer's Song will join it.
I have no photo of my Falconer's Joy so have uploaded a photo of my own falcon who is a sometimes very wet magpie named Fiain. The Lapwing Stars dragged me deep into the firelight by which our ancestors saw enough to paint the day on the cave walls, for me this collection takes up where Alan Garner's 'Red Shift left off. The Worship of Place should (I hate the word 'should' although it also makes me think of shoulders which are ok) be taught in schools for those people who send their children to schools- if it was taught in one man's school perhaps the tragedy that happened in my country of NZ two days ago wouldn't have happened. I curl inside the bear of Merrivale and await the directive from my own lives and the quest set me. The Falconer makes me weep for remorse and The Dead Fathers renewed my threads. Beautiful book.
Excellent writing of the kind most needed in the world today.
I was recommended this and also viewed it on the web...so glad I have my own copy to read again and again
Absolutely beautiful poetry, clear and powerful.
Gorgeously presented. A heart-warming gift for my best friend.
I loved 'Sometimes a Wild God' and really looked forward to getting 'Falconer's Joy'. When I read it I was delighted. This little book IS a joy. The 5 poems are beautiful, touching and show a real connection with the natural world. They will be read with pleasure amongst friends at Samhain at Saxonhouse.
Tom Hirons never fails to impress!
Limpid and beautiful, his words always bring meaning and understanding with them.
I have all of the chapbooks and save them in their mailers as the treasures they are.
For folk lost in this age, Toms words speak with a radiance that will char the cloying shrink wrap of modernity and banish the ashes to the new winds. Fertigating lands, waters and beasts with rare earth elements. As we migrate towards a past future. Kindling spirits our souls know full well how to steer. Sacred psalms of another era.
Hedgespoken, heralds of hearts hope.
I found your poems absolutely delightful. I read each one three times over slowly, and sat back with a very fine feeling that some deep emotion was being gently stirred to wake up and take notice.
I have since misplaced it. I know it will re-emerge at some time and I am looking forward to that time very much.
Endearing little book beautifully made with words to enchant and inspire. A delightful book for building up one's own mythological library/repetoire
Always a pleasure to receive books in the post from Hedgespoken, and this chapbook is no exception! A particular pleasure to find a poem I hadn’t read before ‘The dead fathers’ nestled at the back.
When is Tom going to be offering poetry workshops? I would love to gather round a fire for a day or two, tell tales and sharpen some my own poems under his eye.... anyway, thank you for sharing words which live and breathe and hum with vitality, it’s deeply necessary.
Wild, still, dark, perfect.
I read this aloud to myself when I'm on my own, and blend it with the wool when I spin yarn.
Tom has done it again. His poetry evokes strong visceral connections to another realm. And Rimas art is, as always, spot on and wonderful. What a dynamic duo. And what a wonderful gift my “extra” edition will be for a dear friend this Yule.
As with all of Tom's work, most recently The Firebird, which I cannot recommend highly enough as an insightful and sensitive retelling of what can be a baffling folk tale, Falconer's Joy has been, well, a joy to read. Only been through it once, slowly in order to savour every line. Starting again at the beginning tonight!
Lovely, gently wild poems in a perfectly sized book.
I always enjoy receiving a parcel from Hedgespoken and the latest one contained Falconer's Joy. I have read it in my new half painted summer house with a cuppa and background of Birdsong. It is a moving delightful journey into his world and so many thanks Tom Hirons for sharing so much Love. I shall be back to the shop soon, no doubt.