Wednesday, 11 March 2009

Notes on a Brecon journey

View from the top of Hay Bluff.


I read that poem again and again, and all I can say about it is that Dylan Thomas had a very unhealthy preoccupation with death. Abbadon is, according to Hutchinsons' on-line encyclopaedia:

In the Old Testament, a synonym for Sheol (Hades) and death. In the New Testament, in Revelation 9, it is the name of the angel (devil) of the bottomless pit, perhaps Hell personified.

There's a nice cheery thought for the day.

I, on the other hand, am fascinated by the landscape, and what grows on it and in it. Here are some notes taken on a journey to Brecon on the 6th January 2008. Discovered, with others, whilst searching for that elusive passport (I've given up now!) I may turn them into a bit of poetry some day. May . . .

Bare, sheep-freckled hillsides, the soft green of a mistletoe leaf, blasted by the winter winds. Paths, crooked fingers of sage green, poke through the dead bracken, stunted thorns snuggled into the hillslopes. Black thickets of thorn and sloe in the gulleys, holding fast to russet flocks of leaves, which fret and sidle at their feet, hand-fasted by winter. A golden beam of light illuminating a mountain manuscript of rocky crag and foothill. The moss-nibbled castle tump, home now to the shallow-rooted, silver barked beech.
Reading that, I know exactly which bit of the A40 we were driving along. The castle tumps are at Trecastle.



3 comments:

Wild Somerset Child said...

I just love your writing, and know exactly what you mean when you say that reading what you wrote on your journey reminds you exactly of where you were. I drove past Trecastle last Summer. Lovely. I keep meaning to read up about the castle.

Rowan said...

AS far as I'm concerned your writing is oput of sight better than that of Dylan Thomas, I can understand what you are saying and it conjures up a lovely winter picture in my mind.

Bovey Belle said...

Thank you both for your kind words. I had actually just come on here to take this entry right out, as I felt it smacked of what was called "showing off" when I was at school. I have slept badly and someone on a private forum is REALLY upsetting me about an animal in her care, so I am feeling a bit fragile right now. i will leave it stay now, but suffice it to say you have both cheered me up.

Ann - I shall have to go and look up Trecastle's castles now and do a suitable post!