About PoetJanstie
“Life is short and art long, the crisis fleeting, experience penniless and decision difficult”
~ Hippocrates.
As a young man, John was sporting and fit. It was then as much his recreational therapy as a cappella harmony singing, music, walking in the hills and writing is now. Playing Rugby Union for over twenty years, encouraged in the early days by a school that was run on the same lines and ethos as that famous Scottish public school, Gordonstoun, where our own headmaster had been as a senior master. This gave shape and discipline to a sometimes precarious early life.
His fitness was enhanced not only by playing rugby, but also by working part time jobs in farming, as a leather factory packer and security guard, but probably not helped, for a short time, selling ice cream!
His professional working life was spent as a Metallurgical Engineer, Marketing Manager, Export Sales Manager, Implementation Manager and Managing Director of his own company. Thirty five years spent, apparently in a creative desert, raising a family, pursuing a career and helping to pay the bills, probably enriched his experience, because his renaissance, on retirement, realised a hidden creative talent as a writer of prose and poetry. He also enjoys music, with a piano and a fifty-two year old Yamaha FG140 acoustic guitar. He sings bass in three a cappella harmony groups: as a founding member of a mixed voice chamber choir, Fox Valley Voices and barbershop quartets. He is also a member of one of the top barbershop choruses in the UK, Hallmark of Harmony (stage name of the Sheffield Barbershop Harmony Club), who, for the eighth time in 41 years, became UK Champions in 2019. He is also a would be (once upon a time or 'has been') photographer with drawers full of his own history, and an occasional, but lapsed 'film' maker. In his other life, he doubles as a Husband, Father, Grandfather, Brother, Uncle, Cousin, Friend and Family man.
What he writes is sometimes autobiographical, often political, sometimes dark and frequently pins his colours to the mast of climate change and how a few humans are trashing the Earth. In 2013, he published an anthology of the poetry (including his own) of an international group of poets, who met on Twitter in 2011. He produced, edited and steered the product of this work, "Petrichor Rising", to publication by Aquillrelle.
His sort of strap-line reads: “ iWrite iSing iDance iChi iVolunteer ”
So full of love this tribute is. A grandmother myself, I can fully relate to your emotions .
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I was wandering tonight and saw your light on so to speak for some reason…
I have no words that would make sense and I won’t pretend to know what you feel…
just know my thoughts and prayers are on the wind and a Belated condolences to you and your family….
Take Care…you Matter…
Blessings
maryrose
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Thank you so much, Maryrose. It is never too late to convey lovely thoughts like yours.
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I wish I could see through my tears to type this … no words ….
Sending love and light to you and your family,
xoxoxo
eden
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My heart hurts for you and your family. Your tribute is really lovely and personal. I was moved by it greatly
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Thank you for your kindness, in saying so. It does still hurt.
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John, this is such a heartbreak. How dear of you to write to him like this. Still holding you and yours in heart and prayer.
Warmly,
Jamie
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Dear John, I’m so sorry for your family’s pain. You words are dear and heartbreaking and speak to all of us as well as to this tiny boy who would have been so very proud to know you were his grandfather.
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