April, from The Shepherds Calendar by #JohnClare #Nature #Poet #Poem Part 1

From #JohnClare #Poem #Nature #Poetry “Come early morning with thy mealy grey…”
I don’t meet milkmaids or shepherds but I do meet and greet folks like me enjoying a morning walk

Noticing #JohnClare #poem from 1822 for this Sundays #wildflowerhour #CowslipChallenge

From #JohnClare #Poem ‘And once again thou lovely Spring’ #Spring 🌿

From A Nature Poem for Every Day of the Year, ed. Jane McMorland Hunter

Monday #morningread
#JohnClare

A common land year, March At Swaddy Well

The latest instalment of my year looking at Britain's common lands; this time a March trip across the Fens, and nature lost and found at John Clare's Swaddy Well.

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#JohnClare
#TheFens

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BEAKS (John Clare,poet) acrylic on panel from the JC series 'From an Ending to New Beginnings' #johnclare #johnclarepoet #romanticism #acrylicpainting #art

“The mavis thrush wi wild delight..” extract from March, The Shepherd’s Calendar by #JohnClare #Nature #Poem

'Confussions in Time and Space'(John Clare,poet). Clare for much of his adult life suffered from prolonged periods of mental illness.Sometimes believing himslf to be Shakespeare or Byron...sometimes a champion boxer. Throughout these times he continued to write. #johnclare #oilpainting

‘Wheres joy so sweet enjoyed as in the fields’ by #JohnClare #Nature #Poem

Noticing this Greenfinch today in #Tynemouth, easier with fewer leaves on trees and shrubs, as more often it’s perched high up and heard by its long ‘diving sounding wheeeeeezing call’. Once known as ‘Green Linnets’ including by poet naturalist #JohnClare, #Birds #Nature

Hail the humble Daisy (Bellis perennis) championed by naturalist poet #JohnClare
#wildflowerhour #WhiteFlowers

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Another easel day begins for 'Avian John'......no body said it would be easy. #johnclare #johnclarepoetry #romanticism #art #painting

A list of workshops and talks that Nic is giving over the next few months: Saturday 21 March Gilbert White Festival, Selbourne In Conversation with Nicola Chester Saturday 18 April, 7.30pm Market Theatre, Hitchin Spotlight on Nature Show Wednesday 22 April, 10am-4pm University of Cambridge Botanic Garden Digging with the Pen: Intro to Garden Writing Tuesday 5 May, 10-11.30am Waresley Park Estate, Bedfordshire Wild Writing for Wellbeing: Celebrate & Energise Tuesday 12 May, 10-11.30am Waresley Park Estate, Bedfordshire Wild Writing for Wellbeing: Listen & Engage Sunday 17 May, 2-4pm Herts Book Fair, Southern Maltings, Ware Intro to Nature Writing Workshop Tuesday 19 May, 10-11.30am Waresley Park Estate, Bedfordshire Wild Writing for Wellbeing: Relax & Restore Saturday 14 June, 11am-3pm John Clare Cottage, Helpston All Nature has a Feeling: Writing from the Wild Tuesday 21 July, 7.30pm North Herts Museum, Hitchin Four-and-Twenty Blackbirds Saturday/Sunday 5-6 September Fantasy Forest Festival, Hatfield House, Herts Writing Fantasy Landscapes Workshop Thursday 17 September, 10am-4pm Serge Hill Project, St Albans Nature Writing Workshop with Sue Stuart-Smith Monday 21 September, 7:30pm Richmond Walking Festival, North Yorkshire Land Beneath the Waves

I've got some exciting events coming up, incl. the Gilbert White festival, fantasy forest landscapes, leading a workshop at Serge Hill with Sue Stuart-Smith, wild writing for wellbeing & nature writing day at #JohnClare cottage. Check out my website for booking links: nicwilson.co.uk/events-talks...

Malcolm Guite: Poet’s Corner March month of “many weathers” wildly comes In hail and snow and rain and threatning hums And floods. . . JOHN CLARE, that close observer and celebrant of the seasons, is, as always, right. The past week or two have, indeed, seen many weathers w...

"Clare’s account of the turn of the year in The Shepherd’s Calendar is as much about the life of ordinary labourers in the fields as it is about nature herself."

@malcolmguite.bsky.social turns to John Clare, who notices the unnoticed

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Time wandering onward keeps its usual pace
As seeming anxious of eternity,
To meet that calm and find a resting place.

#JohnClare

From A Nature Poem for Every Day of the Year, ed. Jane McMorland Hunter

Monday #eveningread
A good poem by #JohnClare

From A Nature Poem for Every Day of the Year, ed. Jane McMorland Hunter.

Monday #eveningread
#JohnClare

Delighted to be a patron of the #JohnClare Countryside Project, promoting large scale nature recovery in the area north-west of #Peterborough, alongside patrons @drmjwarren.bsky.social, Mark Cocker & Carry Ackroyd. Great launch this evening of their nature, heritage and wellbeing plans.

Draws_Shoots_And_Leaves (@SkyGreen@pixelfed.social) I long for scenes where man has never trod; A place where woman never smiled or wept; There to abide And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept: Untroubling and untroubled where I lie: The grass below ...

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#johnclare #artist #blueskyartist

Long narrow landscape format sketchbook page. Blue watercolour sky above, greenish colour in lower two thirds of page. Over the greenish colour are many many glitter pen lines in gold, orange and green representing a field of tall grasses blowing in the breeze.

I long for scenes where man has never trod;
A place where woman never smiled or wept;
There to abide
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept:
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie:
The grass below - above the vaulted sky.
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From A Nature Poem for Every Night of the Year, ed. Jane McMorland Hunter

Saturday #morningread
When it’s dry, we should go out for a walk!
#JohnClare

'And O it is delicious, when the day
In winter's loaded garment keenly blows' (John Clare)
The beauty of the gloaming🩵🩶💙
#WinterMagic 🐿️🌲❄️☃️🌬️💨🌫️
#JohnClare #EnglishPoetry

From Nature Poetry for Every Day of the Year, ed. Jane McMorland Hunter

Monday #morningread #JohnClare
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A common land year Exploring the many lives of Britain's common lands.

Over on my blog, I've started a monthly chronicle of my encounters with Britain's #commonland.

In January we find out what common land is, bust some myths, speak of #JohnClare and hear about the lands I have lost.

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Emmonsail's Heath in Winter I love to see the old heath's withered brake Mingle its crimpled leaves with furze and ling, While the old heron from the lonely lake Starts slow and flaps its melancholy wing, An oddling crow in idle motion swing On the half-rotten ash-tree's topmost twig, Beside whose trunk the gypsy makes his bed. Up flies the bouncing woodcock from the brig Where a black quagmire quakes beneath the tread; The fieldfares chatter in the whistling thorn And for the haw round fields and closen rove, And coy bumbarrels, twenty in a drove, Flit down the hedgerows in the frozen plain And hang on little twigs and start again.

Monday #afternoonread
#JohnClare

Winter Walk John Clare 1793 - 1864 The holly bush, a sober lump of green, Shines through the leafless shrubs all brown and grey, And smiles at winter be it eer so keen With all the leafy luxury of May. And O it is delicious, when the day In winter's loaded garment keenly blows And turns her back on sudden falling snows, To go where gravel pathways creep between Arches of evergreen that scarce let through A single feather of the driving storm; And in the bitterest day that ever blew The walk will find some places still and warm Where dead leaves rustle sweet and give alarm To little birds that flirt and start away.

Friday #morningread
#JohnClare

#justice #Romanticism #JohnClare

#indigenousspirituality #JohnClare