1.
Love — poetry by Tallulah Pomeroy
From the Community
& there was that moment when we let go of each others' sadness uncurled our fingers and released soft moths from our palms you put warm arms around my shoulders brittle from so long without touch you filled my hollow bones with roses treeshadows on our bodies and the bright green rice, ripples on the lake like the surface of our skins I used to call this love but now I know this is how worlds are made
I believe Tallulah has taken some kind of digital hibernation (good for her), but I suspect she is as prolific as ever. I saved this poem from her now-defunct Instagram account, and this week felt like the perfect time to share it.
This weekend, I completed a 3-month journey with my most exquisite fellow human beings. There’s lots to say, but also nothing. I’m deeply touched and grateful for experiencing the sharedness of our humanity.
I dug out this poem to share with one of my fellow journeyers, and I felt called to share it with you all as well.
2.
Lamentatio — a unique cello performance by Abel Selaocoe
From Life
Part of our programme was to go out as a group and do something that nourishes our spirit. We went to the Southbank Centre to see Abel Selaocoe, Seckou Keita & Chineke! Orchestra.
Both of these musicians were the embodiment of love and commitment. Wherever they were singing and playing from, is a world to which we all belong. For just a few moments, they took us all home to spirit through their music.
I can’t share with you that moment exactly, but I found this piece by Abel Selaocoe (👆🏼) which has its own magic.
3.
On ‘Time’ — a quote from T.S. Elliot
From the Library
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
— T.S. Elliot, Burnt Norton (from Four Quartets)
In writing this newsletter, I'm very aware of the impossibility of capturing a moment. It happens, you experience it, and then that's it. Sometimes, the experience becomes a mere memory. Sometimes, the experience fundamentally shifts who you are - subtly or dramatically. But the experience is gone, regardless.
I always try and capture the essence of what I've been experiencing in the week in these posts. Today I know I will do a poor job of that for the sheer enormity of what there is. Nonetheless, I trust that these three things offer something of an experience for you - something that makes a difference.
🕛 TODAY IS MONDAY 🕓
Speaking of time... Three Things Weekly posts usually go out on a Sunday morning. If, for some reason, you were in your inbox waiting for this to land... I apologise for the tardiness.
The regular schedule will resume from next week onwards.
Lovely posts.
Poem resonates deeply, beautiful.
Amazing emotional performance from Abel - full of all of life's expressions. Amazing cool classical mixed up.
With gratitude xx
Abel is such an exciting musician to watch, I love how he uses classical techniques to play and compose music that is unlike what you’d expect to see in a concert hall. My favourite performance of his so far is “Ka Bohaleng” that he did with Manchester Collective & Chesaba and I highly recommend that everyone watches it! (It’s on YouTube)