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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 ”

The Chalice

Dear Earth, you are a sacred aqueous Isle in a dark and endless sea of universe We may be bound by genetic code. You may never reveal your strategy the  presupposing  chemical  destiny of one great astrophysical master plan for … Continue reading

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On One of My Tomorrows

(for Celia) Our last goodbye was casual as if I would see you again on one of my tomorrows I touched your arm you flinched. In pain. I felt persistent guilt Born of carelessness only nervous uncertainty could freely demonstrate Born … Continue reading

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Head Over Heals

So soon, familiar sounds again, the birds are on the wing. A starling, dizzy, calling his mate head over heals they sing. The grass is growing faster underneath our feet and here we are, like Arab Spring, where two extremists meet. It’s difficult … Continue reading

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A Sonnet for Leila

The narrow path that sometimes seems too longdim crescent moon in deeply dark night skyand have they ever made you feel the throngof voices in your head that ask you whybut never seem to show the way to bethe touch … Continue reading

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Comment for Kole

Never expecting too much of life Is like preparing to be surprised. When all it throws at you is bad news, it comes good! Then you popped your head above the parapet to say Hello, it’s me, I’m here! Where’s … Continue reading

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do not make war, a poem

Originally posted on Jamie Dedes' THE POET BY DAY Webzine:
View of Cliff House from Ocean Beach 1. it must be painful for them to write, those poets in tough-times and hard places where blood and tears and poverty contaminate…

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A Ritual for Peace

If there were ever worthier cause than this, then tell me please. To start and think how each and every step we take will mark the ground. Enduring footprints, howsoever small, one day will rise in thousands, coalesce into a … Continue reading

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Incidental music for ‘Sheffield PALS’

Last night at the New Barrack Tavern in Sheffield, a tribute was paid to a group of local young men, who fought for our country but never came home. To mark the 100th anniversary of the Batt… Source: Incidental music for ‘Sheffield PALS’

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May 2016, Vol.2/Issue 8; Books That Changed Our Lives

Another special issue of the BeZine, by the remarkable Jamie Dedes … BE inspired…BE creative…BE peace…Be Source: May 2016, Vol.2/Issue 8; Books That Changed Our Lives

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Little Big Man

(for Samuel Leon Anstie) This fragile earth, on which we so depend is strewn with evidence that life portends a choreography of happenstance. Your shoes were made for your own special dance. Then you appeared and shone the warmest light; … Continue reading

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