The Psychoanalysts asked me to write about ‘inner’ space.
That took me a long time, I had no idea about inner space, it sounded a bit hocus-pocus. I came up with a poem, but I didn’t understand what I’d written.
They said it was just what they were hoping for – something revealing about the inner self. Then the Aerospace boys asked me to write a poem on ‘outer space’. That was easy. I swotted up by digging out my old Eagle comics. They were really pleased, even praised my innocent and joyful approach to the world. Anyway, I propose to take the best lines from each and fuse them together into a cohesive whole. No one will see the joins. I’ll steer the narrative towards ‘personal space’. Most readers will empathise with that. Even you Oscar, like a bit of peace in your kennel and I adore personal space, so the poem should turn out alright. With luck they’ll love it and pay me promptly – we’re getting low on the red, aren’t we? Don’t worry, I’ll buy you a bone. ‘I adore personal space’ Peter Phillips is a London poet and playwright. His latest poetry collection No School Tie was published in 2011 by Ward Wood Publishing. www.wardwoodpublishing.co.uk SoFiC Day Conference BEING CHURCH – on a rising tide?
London, 10 March 2012 Sea of Faith in the Churches provides a meeting place for those SɃF members – and their friends – who find themselves in the midst of or, more commonly, hovering on the edge of the Christian Church.