Workshop participants have commented on how quickly writing about an object can turn into writing about oneself – a porthole into our unconscious, reflective selves.
An exercise gave the writing group a small box with a delicately woven birds nest inside. This was used as a simple prompt to write – and to see what emerged.
Interwoven pieces; twig and stick
and nylon thread. Brittle leaf;
Crafted by an unknown architect –
the pull of nature, guiding wing
and beak, the landscape waking up
but also bare, and bleak.
A flurry of activity, a signal to the spring
Creation, feathering, new life –
contained within this fragile, sturdy thing.