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Poetic Contexts - Printable Version +- BAJR Federation Archaeology (http://www.bajrfed.co.uk) +-- Forum: BAJR Federation Forums (http://www.bajrfed.co.uk/forumdisplay.php?fid=3) +--- Forum: The Site Hut (http://www.bajrfed.co.uk/forumdisplay.php?fid=7) +--- Thread: Poetic Contexts (/showthread.php?tid=3500) Pages:
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Poetic Contexts - BAJR - 7th October 2010 inspired by the Campaign for Sensible Archaeology thread... lets see if we can have some poetic contexts... winner to be decide by general non disagreement.. and they get a 6H pencil as a prize.. perhaps with a sharpener. Heres the first entry from Stuart from Campaign for Sensible Archaeology http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=123023784380067&v=wall "Oh ditch fill 729 you are both orange and brown your gritty texture and firm compaction reminds me of the smell of my first love..." :face-approve: Poetic Contexts - Unitof1 - 8th October 2010 Oh ditch fill 729 You will never be mine As Stuart has plucked you from the register The swine, has simplified your subtle hues And ignored the slightest hint of silky silt in his rush to vilify you, you common Ditch fill. Maybe you were his first. That firm compaction a surprise Suggesting that your true grit had been cemented over time as once what was orange turned to brown and autumn rain penetrated your pores and fed the yeasts of fleeting memory and from my slot I see you exhausted your gritty energy a mere equivalent your components sorted downstream of life but beware I have a later but newer context Tertiary ditch fill 728 Yes I register early First come first served italicise my notch, call it copyright, beyond the short description just another Ditch fill in another slot, another site ticked off, until the next Ditch, were we will meet again and I will get in early. Poetic Contexts - Sparky - 8th October 2010 Is the client paying for this crap? Poetic Contexts - Dinosaur - 8th October 2010 Better than most of what gets written on context sheets, I'm all for it :face-approve: Would HERs accept reports in verse, do you think? Poetic Contexts - Jack - 8th October 2010 Dreaded as a rumour, Alive without humour, All in yellow, never blinking On your back, never thinking...... Who am I? Poetic Contexts - Dirty Boy - 8th October 2010 Bottom of the ditch Deposit 4662 I can't spell coprolite So I'll just call you poo... Poetic Contexts - Dirty Boy - 9th October 2010 It's not really recording a context, but here it goes: Preservation is great But it's still pretty weird When you're digging a skelly Who's still got a beard :o) Poetic Contexts - Dirty Boy - 9th October 2010 And I've tried a haiku... Pointy trowel in my back pocket when I sit down. Loud scream follows. Poetic Contexts - BAJR - 9th October 2010 Loving these... Unit is definately in the running for nthe 6H pencil! I will throw one into the trench; Grey brown sily sand with frequent charcoal But you include death in your matrix cremated bone and tears I smell a hint from dying fire I smell the fleeting past on my hands better have a bath Poetic Contexts - kevin wooldridge - 9th October 2010 Subterranean Homesick Blues There's a Bob Dylan movie from 1965 where he stands in an alley holding up signs. Just behind the Savoy Hotel in London 'Basement' 'Medicine' 'Pavement' 'Government' Subterranean Homesick Blues. This is also the song that contains the line 'You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows' Or as the sign says 'Wind Blows' I had a site in the late 1990s very close to the Savoy and I often walked fast past the alley where Dylan stood flicking through signs. I had my own agenda at the time, and if I'd had the energy to hold up signs they would have said 'Stratigraphy' 'Seriation' 'Samples' 'Finds' Subterranean Archaeology Excavation Blues 'You don't need an archaeological consultant to know which way The wind blows' Or as the sign says 'Blow job' Bob sings: 'Oh get born, Keep warm, Short pants, Romance Learn to dance, Get dressed, Get blessed, Try to be a success Please her, Please him, Buy gifts, Don't steal, Don't lift Twenty years of schoolin' And they put you on the day shift' What!! I guess I must be homesick cos now I've done all of them. (Read the poem now see the original video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOWgPHIZeoE |