Pitter-patter, on roof tops. Rain drops, in down pipes. Pitters of patters slipping, falling. Violent in motion, rushing, gushing, into alleyways - be banks, on streets. Carry raindrops, to drain pipes. Labourious is torrent - be rivers, like Styx. Keep tame, my wild heart. The memory of pitters of patters. The violence of wild water, … Continue reading #70: (Rain)Drops of Anxiety
Month: May 2019
#69: Poem – Stories In Planning
History is built on stories. Our stories connect us to place. As planners, we need to understand these stories, if we do not, we risk employing objectively desensitised approaches to placemaking.