Gelli Fach

Gelli Fach

I'm a cell, I'm fragmented, I change my form;
I'm a repository of song, I'm a dynamic state.
I love a wooded slope and a snug shelter,
and a creative poet who doesn't buy his advancement.

Wyf kell, wyf dellt, wyf datweirllet;
wyf llogell kerd, wyf lle ynnyet.
Karaf-y gorwyd a goreil clyt,
a bard a bryt ny pryn y ret.

From: Legendary Poems from the Book of Taliesin, edited and translated by Marged Haycock

Tuesday, 15 March 2016

The Mystery of Brigit: A Video Poem


  1. Hello hello old friend!! I have never seen a video poem before...I love it :)

  2. Hello to you! Great to hear from you! I was reading your post about the simple life the other day and agree with you. Unfortunately I have accumulated a lot of stuff over the last few decades (don't throw anything away, it may come in useful) and am just a starting to declutter - it's going to take me months. But it will be so rewarding to have clear spaces!