Words Is What I'm Doing
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Words Is What I'm Doing
Published:
11/6/2009
Format:
Perfect Bound Softcover
Pages:
132
Size:
8.5x11
ISBN:
978-1-44902-162-7
Print Type:
B/W

Words is what I’m Doing is a collection of  story notes and poems based on stories the author heard as a child and in adulthood, recalling the lives of ancestors, current family, and friends and mentors of the Poet. Although the stories can be classified as faction the poems are factual  and are an eclectic mix of love, loss, passion and humour. The story notes are in chronological order starting in 1807 when the Poet's ancestor John Peters arrives in Liverpool on a slave ship sold because of his runaway blood culminating in the author's journey to Liverpool in 2008.

Intermingled with the poems the story notes tell of colourful characters such as Mimosa protege of  Obeah Woman Ben, the wilful Clementina who found it hard to love,the thoughtful Jeremiah Grant-Peters along with Emily Cupid the daring member of the pigmentocracy.

The book offers stark contrasts, for example the Poems “Is the Poet Wearing Thongs?” and “R.J. used to be a Poet, but now he's just a drunk” are in sharp contrast to the poems about the brave Mimosa or The Demon Drink, each reflecting a serious and also humorous side to the Poet offering the readers rhyme schemes and choice words to draw them in.

Extract from Mimosa’s Lonely Death

Mimosa managed to stay unseen for the first two nights. The darkness brought her no fear. She was not afraid. It only brought her comfort. Far away in the distance she could hear an angry mob. She saw firelights and heard screaming. She knew that she could never return to her home village. Her children, grandchildren and even now great grandchildren would never see her face again. If she ever came back it would be in spirit form, but Mimosa was not prepared to die, at least not yet.

Time was precious, food was running out. She had managed to escape pack dogs, climb the precarious Old Boyd Mountain and remain unseen, but what now. After many days and nights her makeshift shelter soon became a prison. Her hunger grew and with failing health Mimosa fell into a deep sleep. In her sleepy state she saw the faces of those whom she had wronged and felt something she had never felt before, fear.

In sheer terror and out of deep fear and desperation, she tried to call upon the spirit of her dead mentor Obeah Woman Ben but the night only brought shadows. Mimosa tried to fix a potion but she was too weak. Surely the spirits had not forgotten her? What was the force that brought her so much power, could that betray her now? Mimosa had no food and grabbed something in the corner of her precarious shelter that was now her prison, she smelt the foul excrement on the floor nearby and paced herself. She could eat that but would it turn her stomach, what about the taste the smell. Anything to survive, as she put the foul faeces to her mouth her dry stomach wrenched. Mimosa’s chest gave way and she fell into an even deeper sleep.

Cecelia Grant-Peters grew up and still lives in Langley, Berkshire with her two sons Robert and Conor. She is a Legal Secretary but writes poetry at every available opportunity. She wrote her first poem as a child in 1969 and has a collection dating back to 1972. As a child her father told her to keep everything she writes, and she did. Her poems are based on her life experiences, feelings and collected memories and stories handed down many generations. Her poetry is stark and uncompromising and unlikely to appeal to those who like Moons in June and happy endings.The Poet gets straight to the point and often refers to herself as a "no holds Bard."

 
 


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