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Sea Creatures
Vik Sharma and Toby Litt

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We’re delighted to share a new climate-themed collaboration between the composer Vik Sharma and our own Toby Litt.

Vik has previously worked with poet and Writers Rebel ally Ruth Padel on 24 Splashes of Denial.

Sea Creatures is an immersive sequence of three poems, words by Toby, music by Vik.

You can listen to the whole e.p. here. But we’re sharing the texts here, with a brief introduction to each from Toby.

 

This poem came out of an experiment, almost a game. I wanted to write something that rather than going ti-tum-ti-tum, like English poetry often does, used very long (fe-ee-d, se-ee-p) and very short (it, fact) vowel sounds, just as they’re used in Ancient Greek. But as soon as I started I found I was into something much deeper than wordplay. I began write about plankton and other organisms, and their interconnection with one another, and our interconnection with them.

All three of these poems very deliberately use a we voice.

The first time I heard Vik’s setting of my words, I felt completely overwhelmed. It’s like being a whale diving next to some vast sinking ship heading down into the dark.

 

Sea-Creatures

 

We lie within the deep flow

feeding constantly. We

seep slowly beneath ice-packs

green like peppermint tea.

 

We feed and then when full, feed

more until it’d ache

to eat another mouthful.

Float, totally replete.

 

Sea-creatures stippling ocean

twilights, flickering true

blue fluorescence and glowing

far down into the black.

 

More join, fleet in the moonlight,

rising up, up, up from where

pressure is a fact, weighing

stress equally on us all.

 

Waves roam, tickle rocks, beat beaches

raw, roar bitterly, keen

wife-like for a lost sailor,

or spray sorrows inshore

 

with dull fogginess. Unless

skies soothe, day by day, bays

are bowls of wept tears and spurs

reap harvests of salt grief.

 

Aeons, unremitting war

between wet and dry, air

and silt, rippling and lava –

moon-forces and core-forms.

 

We, sea-diplomats, flow free,

here, there, everywhere, seeking

peace, yearning to reconcile

all might within a black night

 

of calm after-storm, quiet

beat re-treating, repeating

defeat defeat as if it were glory,

and eating difference whole.

 

I wanted to write something about phones and what we see in them. I hoped to make something beautiful but terrifying. It’s a palindrome, each line repeated, first read forwards and then backwards.

Here Vik’s music is an extremely seductive ambience. I can feel the screenlight running through it.

 

We all aglow

 

We, all aglow

lit from below

 

all palest blue

and me and you

 

all seeing bliss

in surfaces

 

and all in all

we always fall

 

into a gaze

for days and days

 

all blue, all cool

our swimming pool

 

all swimming in

all mirroring

 

we drown distress

in gorgeousness

we drown distress

 

all mirroring

all swimming in

 

our swimming pool

all blue, all cool

 

for days and days

into a gaze

 

we always fall

and all in all

 

in surfaces

all seeing bliss

 

and me and you

all palest blue

 

lit from below

we, all aglow

 

 

Sometimes I look at what I own and think, why? Why all this stuff? ‘The Things’ – a sonnet – came out of that why.

Vik’s setting is mild but menacing. Perfect. 

 

The Things

 

The things which have been with us for a while.

The things it only took moments to befriend.

The things that force us to smile.

The things we hope to keep until the very end.

 

The things that tell us You are living now.

The things which we ignore for months and months.

The things we’re very slowly learning how

to work. The things we only ever used once.

 

The things we accidentally left behind,

then rushed back to find, unmoved, unharmed.

The things we’d save in a house-blaze. The things

we can’t even perceive. The things we kind

of hate but tolerate. The things we know are armed.

The things we will exchange for better things.

 

 

Toby Litt is a writer, academic and activist. He has published novels, short story collections, non-fiction and poems. His work was included in Carcanet New Poetries VII. His novel Patience was shortlisted for the Republic of Consciousness Prize. Toby’s most recent book is A Writer’s Diary – and his diary continues to run. He is a member of English Pen and editor of the Writers Rebel website.

Vik Sharma is a composer and script-writer based in London. He’s been involved in projects that have won and been nominated for several awards including BAFTA, Emmys, Cannes Lions, BIMA and the D&AD Awards. Sharma began his musical career as a member of the Asian Undergound band ‘Joi’ signed to Peter Gabriel’s label Real World. After a career in advertising and digital, he pivoted into film and television composition, collaborating extensively with Stephen Merchant, writing soundtracks to his film Fighting with My Family (which debuted at #1 in the UK Box Office), the Emmy nominated HBO series Hello Ladies and three series of the Bafta winning international hit An Idiot Abroad which also featured Ricky Gervais and Karl Pilkington. Sharma also wrote the soundtrack to the Emmy award winning series Hoff the Record, a mockumentary featuring David Hasselhof and was series composer on Clarkson’s Farm.

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