At the Sofa of Holmfirth you are invited to consider: What does Holmfirth mean to you? Sit down at the sofa in Holmeside Gardens and let Holmfirth tell you a story as you “Peek in the Pockets of Poetry”. Hidden within the sofa are specially commissioned pockets of prose written by Members of Holmfirth Writers Group for the festival. We share them here:
Rotcher Road by Sue Clark
This ribbons out
From Holmfirth’s heart:
Autumn here toils up that slope
To the new school year above
From which, hand in hand,
Descend the crocodiles,
Out hunting.
See how it falls, steep deep
Into the valley core:
Winter here skates down
This cresta run, skis over
Its slope of snow as sledges
Claim the camber
And cars give up.
It rushes rivers
Into our village life:
Spring dives down and swims
To where you’re standing now,
Raining scree that
Scrapes the tarmac
It calls us all
To higher things:
Summer sweats its way
Up and round that asphalt curve
But then steps out, takes off,
Flies free beneath
A moorland sky.
If you are inspired to write your own stories of Holmfirth – please email them to storysofas@holmfirthartsfestival.co.uk to feature on the Story Sofas blog.
