Little tree

December 4^th and a Christmas poetry session that would not be complete without E E Cummings Little tree. It was nice to see the marked progress of the E1 group, Tom had gone home, Joyce was able to say certain words, Victor was much more able and we had two new participants Philip who could not hear and Joan who liked to sleep. We constructed poems of Christmas feelings past and present and looked into the little tree poem to create our own version. The group were wonderfully open and when Joyce struggled on a word Victor would step in. A tree poem was imagined and constructed with the winter leaves were withering away, but Victor took me aside after the session and asked us to paint a more positive image, I hope that comes across.

The afternoon session was spent with four remarkable women, one whom had taken part in the previous workshop. Two sisters Eileen and Elsie told me their ways of being, and Ida described the most intense relationship with her own Aunt. What struck me when speaking to these women was how much loved ones come into our minds when we are alone and still and what a reflective time of year it is. The sessions always are a journey, as you do not where they will lead and who you will meet; in the words of Ida “it’s a Peter Pan journey.”