Guest article by gatepost poet Liv Mulligan about her debut collection

I certainly never imagined that lockdown would turn me into a ‘published poet.’ In April 2020, during the Covid-19 lockdown, my mother suggested that I write a poem each day inspired by the self isolation. She suggested that we then display each day’s poem at the end of the drive on the gatepost for passers by to read. “It might make people smile,” she said.

I agreed to the challenge because, let’s be honest, what else was I doing? I had already re-arranged my sock drawer three times that week and it was only Tuesday. Or was it Wednesday? Anyway, I didn’t have a good enough excuse to not agree. I decided to leave a phone number for people to text in suggestions for topics for the following day’s poem, so the whole village could feel part of the project too.

I then took on the ‘Daily Poem’ task quite literally as that, ‘a task.’ Something to do to fill the time.

However, as the days went by and as the collection grew, it has become so much more than that. Writing these poems became the highlight of my day. And hearing from the residents of the village, many who I had never spoken to before, telling me how much joy they receive from reading them – I owe both my mother and the 2020 lockdown experience a huge thank you.

The book, Poems On The Gate Post is now available in paperback, hardcover and ebook.

One of my spoken word poems, ‘The Lockdown Conversation’ was aired nationally on BBC iPlayer at their 2020 Upload Festival.

The Yorkshire Village Doctor

If I were a doctor
I’d prescribe packs of Yorkshire tea
Safe and suitable for all
It’s like the Master Key

Unlocking a sense of comfort
As your hands snuggle the mug
Unlocking an inner joy
As you sip, slurp or chug

I’d start you off with Yorkshire
With a splash of milk
The colour of a Werther’s Original
Tasting as smooth as silk

But not as expensive as silk:
Works out about three pence a bag
Cheaper than other prescriptions
And cheaper than a fag

You can use it recreationally too
When you want to impress a friend
Pressure’s on though. Make it good.
A bad brew will certainly offend

Once you become a regular
You might like to try the hard stuff
Maybe Green? Mint? Or Ginger?
Or Rooibos if you’re really tough

You might be reliant on tea now
Temporarily, your freedom is gone
But take it easy, take a breath
And stick the kettle on

I wonder…

I wonder if I wander there alone
Unknown eyes will stare, watch to harshly judge
Judge my feet on the public paths of stone
Sharp eyes reflect my purpose as I trudge

Heaving my lockdown legs up hills I’m free
Blood moves to circulate and rinse the doubt
But car-park eyes they’ll soon latch onto me
Cold critique of my Covid whereabouts

I too critique the man with watching eyes
My rambling thoughts will question his desire
Our woodland wishes watered down with whys
With bitter thoughts of others we conspire

I long for pine tree shadows without shame
Perhaps my unknown stranger feels the same

 

The book is currently stocked in White Rose Book shop (Thirsk), The Little Ripon Bookshop and Minskip Farm Shop. If you’re not about in North Yorkshire, it can be purchased from most online bookstores.

You can keep up to date with Liv’s poetry antics and spoken word videos on Facebook: Olivia Mulligan Poetry