The Knowledge of The Silence Teacher – Robert Peake at Swindon Festival of Poetry

3 Oct

Robert Peake came out quietly swinging, a fist in a cotton wool glove, and delivered his knockout blow.

About three lines into his poem, Father-Son Conversation, I was sniffing and concentrating REALLY hard on getting the highlights and shadows right on the photo I’d just taken. Okay so he had caught my weakness – with an eighteen month old the hormones are still somewhat surging – so his tale of a baby boy who didn’t make it (seven years in the telling) made me weep.

Sometimes poetry makes straight for my veins and converts my blood to emotion.

There were other perfectly good poems – about rain, snowflakes, have an empowering day, taxi drivers, the elegant work of homing pigeons, snowflakes – but to be honest I was still rowing ‘the underground waters’, inadvertently trying grief on for size and feeling glad I couldn’t have written that poem.

Written by Louisa Davison

Robert Peake, author of The Silence Teacher and new pamphlet, The Knowledge, was at Lower Shaw Farm as part of the Swindon Festival of Poetry.

One Response to “The Knowledge of The Silence Teacher – Robert Peake at Swindon Festival of Poetry”


  1. Swindon Festival of Poetry - Robert Peake - 6th Oct 2014

    […] the most attentive I have known, and the conversations afterward rich, honest, and meaningful. Louisa Davison shares her own experience of my reading at the Festival Chronicle website. It was a pleasure to hear Jacquelyn Pope’s strong, spare work and then dynamic fellow expat […]

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