Thank you so much for the Scissors e-book. I'm overwhelmed and hugely impressed - by the students' astonishing imaginative interpretations and their teacher's vital encouragement in continuing and elaborating the 'Scissors' exercise. Thank you all! It's a marvellous thing for me to see such enthusiasm and boundless creativity at work - wonderful to know that the small seeds planted during my visit have such a beautiful blossoming. I love how different each of the contributions are - in rhythm, shape and tone. And each of the pieces is alive and pulsing with its own singular insights and expression - and the vocabularies at work are truly impressive. It's a great idea to have the scissors 'position' (open, inverted, etc) shown visually - and the different handholds that make for subtly different interpretations. (Freya's silhouetted pic is very evocative). But most of all, what blows me away is how infinite (seemingly) the interpretations are - and how every time new writers look at a scissors yet more fresh and surprising things are seen. Scissors really are the item that keeps on giving (more and more metaphor)!
A confused clown, a famished baby bird (love those adjectives; they really amp up the mental picture); a two-headed boy, heads swaying (gulp), shoelaces tied in a bow (but not flimsy, such a nice qualification); oddly-shaped motorbikes (the adjective makes you wonder and think), swords clashing again (love the end of that poem bringing us back to the beginning); a man trapped, primed, a stylized duck head (such precise words, so visual - and each just a little bit unsettling); colouring hills and mountains abroad, death's idea of relaxation (such surprising and somehow mysterious ideas which make you return to think some more); confusionclouds (great verb), the lounge chair reclines poolside (great personification - suddenly you see a sleek, bikinied chair with pencilled eyebrows and a fruity cocktail); a barber's silver weapon (suddenly there's a story glimpsed - a homicidal hairdresserI), a decision making hand game (another story suggested; what could that gamebe?); the celery and the orange in harmony (brilliant; hilarious; so unexpected), it embraces me on the beach (a loving deck chair? Love how it's not quite clear, but still alluring); a pair of lovers, sharp yet sweet (great paradox; mature insight!), the crooked cross, bent by grief (there's a world in that taut sentence - wonderful, wonderful)...
And that's just a little bit of what I love...thank you so much, Lynne, Freya, Tom L, Isabella R, Alex L, Ruby G, Rion A, Stella R, Sophie T and Rebecca E...
all power to your pens and keyboards
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