Like many, I grew up in a state of comprehensive alienation from land, tribe, tradition and soul. I am stumbling about the task of rectifying this situation, so I write poems, of varying quality, play the bodhran, learn to grow food and seek comrades along the road to uncivilisation, amongst other things. I live in West Wales, exploring what it means to let myself be claimed by my place on the earth.
Adam Ormes Court
Growing up in London, I made rapid advances of understanding; coming to see modern civilisation as a fundamentally futile endeavour by the age of 16. This led to much misanthropic gnashing of teeth. Meanwhile, the heroic ethos I'd found in Tolkien suggested to me that other possibilities existed. In time, I was able to experience life in the countryside - growing food, long walks, and ancient oaks, but was simultaneously stricken by a host of chronic ailments. The intervening years have seen me picking at psycho-somatic knots while seeking a way out of the labyrinth that is the usurer's brave new world order. Per aspera ad astra...