Lulworth Cove

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Lulworth Cove, Natural Beauty

Lulworth Cove is a small village in Dorset, most famous for its natural horse-shoe shaped harbour. It’s situated about half a mile south of the village of West Lulworth, with a population of less than a thousand A popular tourist spot, it forms part of the Jurassic Coast World Heritage site – 95 miles of coastline stretching from East Devon through to Dorset.  It’s England’s first natural World Heritage Site. Lulworth Cove forms and important part of the history of English coastline – recording 185 million years of the Earth’s geological past.

It’s also the meeting place for 5 friends in ‘The Reunion’ a new novel from Denny Bradbury. They meet a Lulworth Cove and take boats out to sea – where they get into trouble. The book follows their lives after Lulworth Cove.

Geologists estimate the cove was formed more than 100,000 years ago, with powerful waves forming the horse-shoe shape. Commercial fishing takes place at the cove – scallops are caught and sold locally. The grounds were also once popular for catching lobster – the lobster nets can still be seen at low tide.

The area has a rich history with artefacts from the Bronze Age, Celtic, Roman and Anglo Saxon settlers. The name Lulworth is Saxon for Manor or place of Lulla. Lulworth has a mention in the Doomsday book of 1066, created after the Norman Invasion. It records 16 cottagers, 33 villains and 38 borders and serfs.

There are even claims Napoleon Bonaparte visited the cove in 1804. A young farmer’s wife suggested he was looking at a map to decide whether it would be a suitable landing place for an invasion. Much of the surrounding area forms the Lulworth Estate, privately owned by The Weld family. This includes Lulworth Castle which is also the site for Camp Bestival, the annual music festival.

In ‘The Reunion’ Denny Bradbury describes Lulworth Cove as “a quiet beach, rocky in places, the twin headlands reached around forming nearly perfect circle as if to embrace the space within”. In the book, the relationships between the five women are tested after their time at LulworthCove.

Sarah Hogan

A History of Poetry: Part 1 – From humble beginnings to words of the Gods

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It is a rather difficult task explaining the progress of poetry. Although changes are evident between the authors of Ancient Greece, such as Homer, and those of medieval England (Chaucer); the romantics to the breakaway routes of free-verse in the Victorianera, its essence remains the same.

Poetry in one form or another has its roots firmly planted 6000 years ago.

Creators of ‘poetry’ at the time did not see it as a romantic art form as many see it today.  Around 3000BC poetry was merely a tool – a means of communication, of storytellingand explanation.

The earliest written work found is the ‘Epic of Gilgamesh’, a Sumerian legend datingback to the 4th Millennium BC.

Enkidu had defiled his body so pure,his legs stood still, though his herd was in motion.  Enkidu was weakened, could not run as before,but now he had reason, and wide understanding. (Epic of Gilgamesh, translated by Andrew George).

The later introduction of rhythm and rhyme enabled a more memorable form oforal record-keeping. It is believed the ‘lyric’ dates back to this era, where rhythmic storytelling was first added to music – to be accompanied by a ‘lyre’.

Short musical lyrics began to change into long narratives with the likes of Homer in Ancient Greece. The introduction of the written language aided greatly this transition asstories no longer needed to be easily memorised.
Look now how mortals are blaming the gods, for they say that evil comes from us, but infact they themselves have woes beyond their share because of their own follies.  (The Odyssey, Homer).

Subject matter of the time tended to relate to the gods and of heroic storytelling.

Although written several thousand years later, poet Denny Bradbury incorporates amodern-day twist to the exaggerated heroic storytelling of the Greeks. Her poem ‘Nunon the Tow Path’ from ‘Denagerie of Poems’ takes a quiet approach to heroism – everyday people affecting the lives of others without question.

Unlike Denny, however, the ‘poets’ of Ancient Greece believed themselves more as translators to the gods (accepting the gift from Muses) than authors in their own right.

Roman poetry was for the most part a continuation of the Greek style. Yet here we start to see an introduction of philosophy and an attempt to blend gods and scientific understanding. And since ’tis thou aloneGuidest the Cosmos, and without thee naught is risen to reach the shining shores of light, Nor aught of joyful or of lovely born, Thee do I crave co-partner in that verse which I presume on nature to compose(On the Nature of Things, Lucretius, translated by William Ellery Leonard)

Poetry in a form continues to change and blossom with every new external influence. We leave it here questioning the power of the gods. They weren’t put there to be remote but to the wise were portals to represent the power of gods and light to earthbound mortals

(Still Standing, Denagerie of Poems, Denny Bradbury, 2009.)

Laura Scott

Poem for February

It sits astride the seasons riding into spring
Dull January slips on by cold wet wind and rain
March has yet to offer the hope of warmth to come
So February makes the most of fires within the home
Fires that come from baking cakes and puddings piping hot
Fires that surge right through us contentment is the rot
We want to curl up with a book given to us by our kin
To celebrate the winter when all go carolling
We shiver at the thought of frost and snow and ice it seems
Then rush out to go skating on the deeply frozen streams
Earth gives up and stays asleep renewing what it lacks
By keeping still and guarding while composting gives it back
All must be patient must embrace the sleeping month until
Shoots break through and burst with joy as we know they will
Cycle of the seasons round and round and round
We will renew as they do if we just stand our ground
Try not to order everyone and everything for gain
Our perspective is so tiny ‘gainst the mighty wind and rain

Denny Bradbury

3/2/11©