When Being Not Sensible is the Right Thing to do.

A Windy Wander on Inch Strand
by Sarah Robinson

A Windy Wander on Inch Strand
by Sarah Robinson

These are insane times. Our inherent state of transience is at the forefront for a lot of us. Conflict, climate, resource, COVID, the seismic shift in political positioning across the globe, ageing, all creating an overwhelming confluence of fear. A lot of us are in a deep state of anxiety, about what future, if any, we may have.

We all need to find a way of not being buried by it all – distraction, escapes, “living in the moment”, keeping close to each other, accepting our position of  “passing through”, gratitude for “what has been” and “what is”.

During a smashing week of a writing week in Annamaghkerrig, with the Bealtaine Writers, I met a painter, Sarah Robinson, and looked at some of the work she was making. I fell in love with this piece – another painting on the walls of a house I no longer own was not on the cards. Though, maybe, just maybe, it is exactly what was needed to contradict our downward slide. Anyway, I love her work and am very happy to have this piece to admire and be nourished by. And, of course, I wrote about it.

So read, enjoy, admire the painting, pass it on and send me feedback.

A Windy Wander at Inch Strand

Painting by Sarah Robinson

I am in front of you - waiting

waiting to be invited in

Gaze and wait - wait and gaze – intently

looking to find my entrance

Your yellowed beach - staccatoed along the sea

reaches to a horizon of foothills

 - below greyed clouded sunshined sky -

vary climated by the hour - moisture streaked

And - as if the earth upheaved

you are visibly map located -

firmly placed beneath your dunes

and hollows - grounded as it were

The artist is placed here by signature -

otherwise no sense - no trace - of a creator

Sunwatered sky - grey darkened hills

speak themselves down to us as conversation

Gentle moving sea - soft sand beach

respond in kind building dialogue

and all the time your grounding marks

label you - Carne Kilfenora Dysart Rathkeel

Peter Clarke


Cynthia Woodmansee

26.09.2022 23:06

Beautiful, Peter! Miss you all!


26.09.2022 15:06

Lovely Peter, I love the “Windy Wander”
The painting is wonderful.
Yes, we are living in Strange times.
I hope you are well.
You are clearly writing anyway.


26.09.2022 14:44

LOVE LOVE LOVE this painting and writing! x

Jane O'Hanlon

26.09.2022 13:20

I love this poem and this painting!

Latest comments

25.11 | 22:15

Grief is experience through the mundane. Simple but powerful. The accompanying image really compliments the poem.

07.11 | 11:14

Hi Peter,

A great observation! Social media can be a scary place... I also need to reduce my time there



06.11 | 16:24

A great one, Peter, in the context you describe. I don't read social media myself, I doubt my equilibrium could stand it. 'The balance of his mind disturbed' yes, I think it would be.

06.11 | 15:59

Yes, gossip is a weapon of mass destruction.

In my business as well as personal life I have zero tolerance.

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