This is for spring and hail, that you may remember
a boy and a pony long ago who could fly
When I was searching for a title for my blog I started thinking about what I loved to do and the two things that sprang immediately to mind were writing and horse riding. These lines from Les Murray’s poem Spring Hail are a perfect synthesis of my twin passions. Both of them are things I dreamed about doing more of when I was younger but never quite seemed to find the time for. Both require discipline and courage. And both have become essential elements of my life rather than just hobbies.
Reading through Spring Hail again, I remember the way it showed me how words can create a whole world for you to dive into and lose yourself. When I read this poem as a teenager in my high school English class, I sat on the log with the boy in the poem, listening with my skin to the secret feast of the sun and a few lines later charting the birdless winds with silver roads.
Now, through my writing I do what the boy did by the end of the poem – fly with my imagination to wherever the words want to take me. This blog is about writing and following your dreams. And connecting with others who are doing the same.