An old waltz (filmpoem)

I made a filmpoem. I've always loved watching them, and wanted to try one for myself.


An old waltz (filmpoem) from Andy Murphy-Williams on Vimeo.

NaPoWriMo *14th April 2011*

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Coed Hills

For Nina’s birthday, we went to Coed Hills rural art space. She’s very good friends with the artist who runs it. Click here to see the whole set on Flickr.

Lots of it reminded me of Robert Holdstock’s Mythago cycle. Especially these two sculptures:

Coed Hills website

Dark Days

The night, taking sky.
Take me and urgency,
escapes the trees.
This is no thousand
flickering lights cave in ink across the signal
and flip their way out into take me again.
I'll wait for time, for heroics.
Dark days. An age to spread
like black the cry. A howl growing.