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In the mountains of France the seasonal movement of livestock from one region to another acts as a metaphor for transition and transformation in the human the human world, whilst 'humance' relates us to the natural world; to the animals we rely on, to the seasons affecting our behaviours, our movements. And the seasons themselves are also in transition: behaving – often unpredictably – according to a cosmic order governed by strange powers: black holes, red/black/white dwarves, planets, stars. The tightly honed lyrical poetry of Transhumance follows a narrative arc that recognises that we are irrelevant in our minuteness and yet central to everything; without our interference things fall apart, yet sometimes our interference is what unravels things. Exploring how humanity is rooted in and linked to everywhere and everything, Batten brings a fresh voice and precise language to this reflective debut collection.
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Acknowledgements
About the Author
Dedication
Forging October
Saturnalia
Giant
Before the first snows
A Lacuna
Beyond the KT Boundary
Météo
The Language of Water
Carbon, We Are
As I age
Gwynedd to Machynlleth
Welsh Black
Marwnad
The Experiment
The Decent Light of Trade
Making It
Blinded by Sirens
The Honeymoon
A Homecoming
Lunar Eclipse
Moon and Dead Sea
The Vanishing Season
Occultation
Departure
Hull to Rotterdam
A Rotterdam Christmas
Transhumance
Christmas
Bridge
Hilltop
Winter Fruit
The Roman Way
In the High Woods
February
This White Noise
Vanishing Trick
Operation Uranus
So you won’t see winter out
Trees absorb light
Etapes
On the March
The Battle of the Trees
Origins
year 0
Thinking the sky
Fingerprint
Snow Falling in April
Duet in the Dark
Pink moon
In The Corrèze
Watching Clouds Form
Injury Time
May Sundays
Returning Sea
An Aveyron Transhumance
Notes on the Poems
TRANSHUMANCE
DAVID BATTEN
Published by Cinnamon Press
Meirion House
Tanygrisiau
Blaenau Ffestiniog
Gwynedd, LL41 3SU
www.cinnamonpress.com
The right of David Batten to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patent Act, 1988. Copyright © 2015 David Batten.
ISBN:978-1-910836-17-0
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Designed and typeset in Palatino by Cinnamon Press. Printed in Poland.
Original cover design by Adam Craig from a photograph by David Batten.
Cinnamon Press is represented in the UK by Inpress Ltd and in Wales by the Welsh Books Council.
The publisher acknowledges the support of The Welsh Books Council.
Thanks to the editors of journals in which some of these poems have appeared:
Dream Catcher, Envoi, The French Literary Review, Poetry Wales and in the following Cinnamon Press anthologies: The Book of Euclid, Jericho and A Roof of Red Tiles.
Thanks also to Will Kemp, my neighbours and friends in Penrhyndeudraeth and the warm, welcoming people of the Commune de Prades d’Aubrac.
A big hug to Jan for her help, advice and wisdom.
David Batten studied and played rugby at Hull before working in community development in Gwynedd. He now lives in the Aveyron where he chops wood, grows vegetables, brews beer and is Prof de Gym for the Dynamiques de Prades. Transhumance is his first collection. His second is due to be published by Cinnamon Press in 2018.
For Ingrid
Merge Yorkshire’s moors with Mid-Wales’ mounds,
boost it up over twelve hundred metres,
float it out under an ocean-wide sky
for ultra-violet space bombardment
to bleach nodding grasses whiten remains
settling into dried-out peat, light cramming
into everything. Let cows, still roaming
amble off the fabric’s edge into dark valleys
path prepared the descent into winter.
On fencing posts, on mammoth stones riding
uncleared steppe, site buzzards and kites, still as
statues before a signal—gamma rays
at a certain angle, appearance of
a moon—until the invisible stir
of thermals in the cooling of the year
lends the lift they need to sweep smooth domes
and shallow folds freezing small mammal life
