The last fragment falls into place

Fragments of Red

Fragments of Red


So, I’ve written about the Fragments Project before (herehere and here) and I’m about to embark on a trip back up to the Scottish Borders to sing in the last of the three ‘Fragments of…’ events, ‘Fragments of Red’. These events have staged audiovisual installations by The Red Field involving the performance of music from a C12th manuscript fragment alongside compositions inspired by the medieval chants.

There’s been music from Seán Doherty (for ‘Fragments of Blue’) and Michael Nyman (for ‘Fragments of Black’) and this time we’ll be singing new compositions by Grayston Ives in an event at Melrose Abbey alongside a variety of medieval tunes!

The music is beautiful and I can’t wait to join up with the choir in Scotland and hear it ring out in the abbey ruins.

A catalogue of hats

there’s a kid folding hats in a coffee shop

he’s making them from bad reviews in newspapers and giving them to customers

there’s a man in the coffee shop wearing a paper hat the child has given him

while he works at his computer and drinks his coffee

and forgets he’s wearing a paper hat

there’s a woman who does not accept the gift of a hat

she doesn’t accept hats from strangers because of the germs

there’s another woman who only accepts hats from strangers because she fears the intimacy

of hats from family members or loved ones closing around her temples

there’s a child who’s been given a hat, but whose hat is now a boat, waiting for a sea to sail on

a lake is flooded with hats – homburgs, fedoras, bonnets, sou’westers,

panamas made in Ecuador – a regatta that fills the surface blocking any reflection




This is a true story. I wrote it a while ago, but just bumped into someone present at the events in question, which prompted me to post it on here.
I hope you like it.