It was really good to meet and chat to Jack and to talk about guitars, poems, Creator College and the workshop. Here is Jack’s evocative poem…

Fields
Rolling Colours
Forged by thought
Lordless lonely long nights
Open

Mountain ancient lost
Keepers of the beautiful
Life stained, the eternal

Thunderous ink clouds
Smudged dirty impenetrable
Lovers of misery
Lingering over buildings

By Jack Beaumont