While we intended to write poems about the body's relationship with nature, we felt like we were somewhat closed off in our warm, dry house/cave, and it took us some time to come up with a collaborative approach to writing about our experience.
Finally, on Friday 13, on the last night of lashing rain and wind, we sat in front of the fire, drank wine, and wrote 'Australian gothic' poems inspired by the water, the isolation, and the infamous poets' holiday on Lake Geneva where Frankenstein was written. Reading them out to each other was spine-tinglingly delicious, and excitingly outside of our normal ouvres.
We took inspiration from the (very difficult) puzzle that we worked on during our down time. Turning those gothic poems about and mixing them up with a poem by Lord Byron, we came up with some truly wild collaborative work that we will continue to pursue after finishing the residency.