Sunday, May 6

The River Irwell




So...did old Lowry sit beside the fluss?
and did he think I'll paint that lot one day?
or did he only see the children run
 barefoot across the stinking bank
toward their Salford homes
to pray for hotpot on the stove.

Did Lowry hear about the one who'd had enough
when times were thin and thinness was in vogue?
who sank into the mud and stayed in it
between the empty prams and beery glass?
is that the reason Lowry stayed so long
when he had reasons of his own to up and go?.

They called his people... matchsticks...that they were
such skinny children, all of them unknown.
they've planted trees now where there once were weeds
and the river's rancid  smells are sanitised.
proud Irwell once the Roman's northern fort
now has the cache of Lowry's tender daubs.

L.S.Lowry the painter lived in Salford near the Irwell River.
Today we took our granddaughter to see the art in The Whitworth Gallery, and passed by the River now all clean and pretty , My friend grew up within the shadow of the factory buildings that Lowry painted and knew the scenes as home.
Much of Lowry's work now hangs in The Lowry Gallery on the banks of the Manchester Ship Canal

This is for Magpie Tales 116


                                                                   and Poetry Pantry 99

I'm also adding this in to this week's poetry pub for dVerse.week 43...what fun!

22 comments:

  1. nice...i really like how you bring to life all that is going on around the river...pondering what might have caught his eye or inspired him...bet that was a cool trip for you and your granddaughter...

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  2. nice...i really like how you bring to life all that is going on around the river...pondering what might have caught his eye or inspired him...bet that was a cool trip for you and your granddaughter...

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  3. Nicely done....and a wonderful trip!

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  4. i love that you know about the river and this area, and can relate to it within three generations!!

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  5. I love back stories and well written ones too. glad I came here.
    http://leah-jamielynn.typepad.com/blog/

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  6. Ike this Gerry. I often think, when I look at Lowry paintings, how life has changed and how he has caught a bygone age. My father worked in Rustons Engineering works in Lincoln and when the sirens went at 5pm for leaving time, thousands of bikes came out of the gates - that was how everyone went to work in those days. I wish there had been a Lowry there to paint it and catch the scene for me now - it just hangs in my memory.

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  7. You did a fine job with the prompt Gerry. A river reborn is never a bad thing. Would Lowry though have painted the pastoral scene or would he have stuck to the industrial?

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  8. Enjoyed the poem!

    Mention of the Whitworth always brings back memories. I studied music at Manchester. The Music Dept. is right opposite the gallery, in the scruffy (still scruffy?) old ex-cinema.

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  9. I like this dip into the mind of Lowry...

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  10. I love how you merged your trip with this prompt. Your poem made me feel like I was there with you.

    =)

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  11. A wonderful weaving of Lowry and the Irwell's history...

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  12. And so the wheel keeps turning. Thanks

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  13. This is both a perfect response to the prompt and a worthy testament to Lowry. Wonderful stuff.

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  14. Gerry,

    I have been to visit The Lowry Gallery in Salford so many times. Your description of the paintings, fits perfectly with the images in the gallery. I never tire of standing back and gazing at them.

    Thank you for your comments at my Blog:) A girl from the Ormeau Road as well. Fitzroy Avenue to be precise. A much changed place, very sadly.

    Eileen :)

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  15. Oh, this is so cool. Terrific post.

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  16. I've spent a little time in Manchester but missed that museum. Yet your work takes me there. I feel the textures and images through your words. The paint flows like history's blood and fills me with wonder.

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  17. know i was here already but swinging thought on OLN and thought i would say hi...smiles...

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  18. nice..each river has its very own history...sometimes forever sunk in their bed...your brought it alive and sounds like you had a great time with your granddaughter as well

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  19. This is an absolutely splendid poem: though the story is well known, I felt you added your own slant on it and made me think. Your poem is also satisfyingly rhythmic and musical.

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  20. This is an absolutely splendid poem: though the story is well known, I felt you added your own slant on it and made me think. Your poem is also satisfyingly rhythmic and musical.

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  21. ...and now I want to know more about Lowry! You've inspired me.

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/05/08/boldly/

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  22. One of my favourite painters you speak of here...

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