This week I read Oswald’s poetry book Dart, which was published in 2002 and won the T. I find Alice Oswald’s poetry helps to rekindle my fellowship with nature when that relationship feels somewhat neglected, and to remind me of where my roots lie: the general network of the natural world. Her poetry resonates with me by evoking what can only be described as a mutual feeling of being human, and of course part and parcel of being human is recognising where we fit into this ecosystem we’re a part of. She’s influenced by ecology, gardening, studies in classics, and a love of music. I’ve been a fan of Alice Oswald for quite a long time. Maybe it’s the fresh air, getting moving, watching the debris of the riverbed being pushed along by the current, or a combination of the lot - it stills my mind so nicely. I love wrapping up warm, trudging down through the muddy fields to the steadily trickling stream near my house, and spending a while with the water. During the last year of lockdowns, one of the only things that has kept me grounded is… the ground! The real earth, stepping outside.
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