When the foul waters rose and communities began to disintegrate - when society as we knew it broke down - it was time to change. But we couldn't or wouldn't: and so, the birds began to change instead...
This is a collection of poems which deals with adapting and changing - hopefully for the good of all - and centred around our need as human beings to philosophise about trying to save ourselves from destruction, whether that be moral or physical, mental or spiritual.
In this beautifully written book, the possibility of Armageddon looms, and the somewhat hopeful obsession humans have - often illustrated in film and art - of surviving and adapting to the end of civilisation, is palpably, poignantly explored.
If we don't change - or, even, survive - then maybe birds will inherit the Earth, and that may not be such a bad thing after all: it would mean the end of - in the words of this male poet - our toxic-male dominated culture; the rebirth of the Goddess; and, even more gloriously, the rise of the Birds!
So read and ruminate, bow down and bear witness, to the world, and the Birds, as they begin to change, and a bright new Earth is birthed.
Richard Owen Powell is an ongoing poet who lives and works on a strip of wild coast near
Aberystwyth. His main inspiration comes from the bizarre, often inexplicable, experiences that
surround his daily existence out on the periphery.
He has had a number of poems previously published in magazines such as Poetry Wales and
the Fringe Magazine and also had poems commended in competitions run by the Ware
Poets, Love the Words (Dylan Thomas) Competition and the Poetry Society.
