I have a poem up at IT today, with thanks to Rupert and Nick for posting.

This is the second of five from a sequence about poets on poetry – ideas/words found in their respective writing.

Read today’s here: https://internationaltimes.it/poets-in-their-poetry-3-peace-of-the-poem/

This is a submission not taken, and I am posting here with the description I had supplied about the process of its creation:

Beginning with an idea (abstract/themed/a quote…) the transitions my work move through are essentially accidental – thus found – and can produce interesting/’artistic’ patterns. I can manipulate the progressions to some degree with font selections and varying amounts of enlargement (as well as presenting the final selection of them either as increasing or decreasing or alternating…), but there is always a delightful randomness to the process.

With ‘This noise…’ the eventual transition from angular shapes to the wonderfully fluid and flowing pattern was a good example of the accidental/found part of the process – and it also, by that actual fortuity, gave me the idea for the title: ‘noise becoming something beautiful, if unheard’, though later to Unhearing the Noise to its Flow

This ‘Baseball Lit’ collection is great to be running the bases in.  The Twin Bill ‘is a quarterly literary baseball journal founded in 2020 at the start of the pandemic. We celebrate the rich history of the game while also recognizing its vibrant present through fiction, creative nonfiction, poetry, interviews, and art. We welcome writers of all levels and experiences.’

I’m delighted to have a poem in this edition, with my thanks to Scott. You can read the poem here: https://thetwinbill.com/baseball-with-an-american-living-in-england/

Heavy in the figurative, baseball is, of course, culturally rich in such impressionism, so the poem carries this weight. There is a twist in my sonnet, but there is nothing negative in my chidlhood reflection of playing and being a part of its innocence then.

My thanks too for the image from Michael C. Paul.

I’ve come back into this post to add the following, taken from my memoir;

(Image by artist and photographer Nick Dormand)