Dawn and Twilight

We celebrated my husband’s birthday with two friends on an October afternoon just before twilight changed the world and plunged us into the dark of a complete lockdown that carried on right through the night of long winter months.
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The landscapes of my external world became smaller, restricted, whilst those of my internal world expanded into poetry. I am certain that the beauty of the changing light and the sea outside my window played a considerable part in keeping me working and keeping me sane.

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I carried on writing though I did not finish the book I had intended to put out before Christmas. Instead I shelved it temporarily, giving the inspiration time to breathe, replanting it like a seed in the soil of imagination, where it developed a few new shoots and even a new title.

At the beginning of summer, my cup is filling with enthusiasm again, as my project is once more enlivened in the light of the rising sun. Next time I meet up with the other 5 people in my writing circle we shall be outside in a green growing garden, instead of peering at each other’s faces in little boxes on Zoom. Now don’t get me wrong, Zoom has been a marvellous tool for staying in touch during lockdown, but I find virtual meetings a poor substitute for the company of real live people interacting with each other in an earthy space. A simple pleasure we once took for granted is now something to appreciate and celebrate. 

May summer bring you new energy and enthusiasm.

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AT DAWN AND TWILIGHT
THOSE MAGIC IN-BETWEEN HOURS
WHEN THE WORLD CHANGES

Iona Jenkins

Dawn

Twilight

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