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Library member Patricia Wilson Smith writes for us about J.T. Blight – part four
The fascinating and tragic story of J.T. Blight has captured the imagination of writers and artists over many years. Library member Patricia Wilson Smith has written the fourth instalment of a blog for us about how Blight‘s story has inspired her…
This is my final blog before I take a break to start work on my experimental film, and I thought it would be interesting to explore Blight’s story from the perspectives of two men who had such a formative influence over his life and work.
The Revd. Robert Hawker, vicar of Morwenstow, was in his mid-fifties when he took John Blight under his wing. Best known in Cornwall today, for writing Trelawney, or The Song of the Western Men (the well-loved Cornish anthem), his reputation then was as poet and eccentric, as was his obsession with retrieving drowned mariners from the foot of the cliffs to give them a Christian burial. John Blight counted him a ‘great man’ and hoped for his help in producing and promoting a second volume of Ancient Crosses and Antiquities that he was planning, recording the antiquities of East Cornwall. Hawker was indeed very helpful to Blight, encouraging the development of his work, but he was not a disinterested mentor, and soon began to insist on inserting poems of his own, and other irrelevancies that Blight attempted to resist. Hawker was a man of strong passions, but not of lasting vindictiveness, and despite a serious ‘falling-out’ later, it seems the two men remained friends for many years. Hawker was instrumental in obtaining a royal declaration for this second volume of work, and for recruiting the subscribers that were needed to publish it.
Robert Hawker as drawn by JTB in 1856
James Orchard Halliwell, in 1863
James Orchard Halliwell was a man of very different enthusiasms; coming from a privileged background as the son of a wealthy draper, he was educated at Cambridge and before the age of twenty had published many learned articles in the arts, science and literature journal, The Parthenon. He secured the friendship of a noted bibliophile, Sir Thomas Phillipps, and befriended his daughter Henrietta, later proposing marriage to her. He was then involved in a scandal in which he was suspected of having stolen valuable manuscripts from Trinity College. No prosecution could be made, but Halliwell was banned from the British Library, and Phillipps refused to give his consent to their marriage. The pair eloped in 1842.
James Halliwell was in his early forties when he visited Penzance on a holiday with his wife and children. It was 1861, and Blight’s ‘A Week at the Lands End’ had just been published. Henrietta Halliwell referred to it constantly during their travels around West Penwith, and it’s likely that they also referred to his volumes on Ancient Crosses and Antiquities. Halliwell wrote and published his own ‘Rambles in Western Cornwall’ shortly after. It is interesting to compare the two ‘travelogues’, and easy to imagine Blight’s straightforward and informational little book being mined for information by the older, more worldly, Halliwell. In comparison ‘Rambles’ seems decidedly quaint in appearance, but would have received a far wider, wealthier and influential audience at the time.
Preface page to A Week at the Lands End published by Blight in 1861
Preface page to Halliwell’s Rambles in Western Cornwall
Hearing of Halliwell’s visit, and desperate for the opportunity to better himself through his talents, Blight contacted him to offer his services as an illustrator.
The following year brought John Blight the opportunity to work for this illustrious and successful client. He was neither an experienced negotiator nor a man of the world like his future employer, and entered into what, to our eyes today, appears to have been a one-sided arrangement in which Blight worked obsessively to record Shakespeare’s birthplace (Halliwell’s perennial project) in return for being an occasional guest on holiday trips and at the Halliwell’s home, and expenses incurred when working in Stratford. Being a quiet and sensitive man, he was initially stimulated by the attention and genuine affection he received, and felt unable to demand what he was rightly due. The Shakespeare volumes materialised slowly, never repaying the amount of work Blight had put into over 600 drawings and etchings that he had, in his enthusiasm, given over directly to Halliwell.
In successive years Blight’s reputation as an archaeologist grew, but it was not an occupation that attracted a regular income. Overwork and desperation about money contributed to John Blight’s breakdown which began in 1868, and his attachment to a local woman, Evelina Pidwell seems also to have contributed to his downfall. James Halliwell became aware of his friend’s struggles when he began to write desperate letters asking for commissions, but choosing to ignore the signs, Halliwell eventually threatened to ‘cut’ him. Only when Blight’s father wrote to him explaining the difficulties they were experiencing as a family, did Halliwell show any concern for the artist. It is significant that James Halliwell was among those responsible for setting up a fund to pay for Blight’s confinement at Bodmin asylum, and was undoubtedly one of those alluded to in this letter from the St Lawrence
Hospital Management Committee, dated 1968, to a Blight researcher:
“…when he was admitted…the Form of Guarantee signed by Robert Blight and Thomas Cornish was for one month only…However, from the correspondence it would appear that interested people or relatives were making arrangements for a further Guarantee of a longer duration”. (Extract from letter to Miss M Ingleden, 12 February 1968)
Writer John Mitchell (A Short Life at Lands End, 1977), deeply sympathetic to John Blight’s story, concluded:
“Blight’s ‘death to the world’, as Halliwell put it, took place with his committal to the Asylum when he was thirty-five, his active life was indeed a short one. Halliwell’s carefully ambiguous phrase, which occurs in the introduction to his Calendar*, printed in 1887, gives a clue to how matters stood at the time. He was surely aware that Blight lingered on at Bodmin, yet he said nothing. Evidently he, Parker, Boase and others were parties to an agreement, tacit or formal, that …Blight should be considered as not only dead to the world but dead and buried.“
*A Calender of the Shakespearean Rarities, Drawings and Engravings formerly preserved at Hollingbury Copse, near Brighton, 1887, refers to the work of Halliwell and Blight in recording architecture contemporary with Shakespeare in Stratford-upon-Avon and elsewhere, with a long list of Blight’s drawings in Halliwell’s possession.
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Jodie Hollander – Poet in Residence – 15th April to 10th May 2025
This Spring we welcomed Arizona-based poet Jodie Hollander to The Morrab Library as our Poet in Residence. Kindly sponsored by The Myner Trust, this month-long Residency (15th April – 10th May 2025) was an opportunity to share Jodie’s powerful poetry and thoughtful workshops with our Library community.
Jodie first visited us in 2023 as part of her national book tour, presenting a reading to members and hosting a poetry workshop. In 2024, she was the judge of the Sonnet category for the Patricia Eschen Prize for Poetry. You can read more about Jodie’s work here.
Above: Jodie Hollander
Above: a selection of Jodie’s photographs from her stay
Jodie stayed in Newlyn for the duration of her trip, walking to the Library along the Prom and up through the Morrab Gardens, to experience and seek inspiration from the library each day. She worked her way around the rooms – Poetry, Elizabeth Treffry, Literature – to sense out which desk she preferred and settled in for many writing days, soaking in the stillness and atmosphere of the Library’s top floor.
Above and right: Jodie’s favourite desk, in the Literature Room.
Jodie delivered three sold out poetry workshops during her visit. In the first session, her class discussed Nature Poetry and then wrote their own pieces inspired by the Library’s setting in Morrab Gardens. In a subsequent workshop, with the May sunshine streaming in through the Reading Room windows, her group considered and shared the poetry of grief and healing. Jodie also visited Penwith College to lead a writing workshop to some of their English Literature students.
Above: Fully booked workshops at The Morrab Library. Right: Library views.
During her ‘Ekphrastic Poetry’ workshop the class were let loose to roam around the library in search of a piece of artwork, photograph or a curio found within our collection to write about. Some of the group have kindly given permission for us to share excerpts and first drafts of the poems they wrote during this class, alongside the piece of work that inspired it.
Click here to read Bridget Crowley’s unfinished first draft of a poem called ‘How to Look at a Picture’.
Click here to read Sue Hawkins’ poem, ‘Women on the beach’, inspired by a painting on the wall of the Photo Archive.
Click here to read Mike Higgins’ poem, ‘Why?’ inspired by Dennis Myner’s painting of St Ives, which was on display for the duration of the workshop’.
Jodie’s classes were open to all, members and non-members alike, those who already love writing poetry and those for whom this was a first foray. It was lovely for the library to be alive with poetry and we heard such lovely feedback from the people who attended the sessions.
In fact, Jodie’s positive energy permeated throughout the building during her residency. It really felt like she had taken up permanent residence in the Literature Room so it was confusing when the weeks whistled by and we were reserving her desk for the last time. Jodie was a familiar sight – writing, chatting with library members about her work and theirs, sharing coffee breaks and conversation with other members in the kitchen. We were so grateful for her boundless enthusiasm!
We bookended the residency with poetry readings; the first was an opportunity to introduce Library members to Jodie’s collections – My Dark Horses and Nocturne – and discuss her work in a relaxed setting. Both of these collections are available to borrow from the Library and you can watch the recording of her talk HERE.
The residency concluded with a Poetry Open Mic Afternoon Tea which opened with Jodie reading some of her recent series of Climate Poems. We recorded Jodie reading two of these poems (on a very sunny day) – ‘Rain’ and ‘A Picture of Vail’ (right).
Attendees of her workshops, alongside local poets, took to the informal stage of the Reading Room to perform their work, many choosing to share poems they had created during Jodie’s classes.
Here are Jodie’s thoughts about her time at The Morrab:
“My month spent here as poet-in-residence at The Morrab Library has been nothing short of divine. I’m sitting here in a reading room on my last day before my journey home, still in disbelief that I’ve had such an extraordinary opportunity to teach and write out of this beautiful library, with its kind and knowledgeable staff and volunteers, and friendly members who made me feel right at home as I settled in. I couldn’t have asked for a better month, from the well-attended workshops and readings, to the days of glorious sunshine, and the walks home looking at the sea. This was a month filled with inspiration and happiness.
One of my highlights was teaching poetry workshops to such an eager and talented group. In all three of my workshops, I was in awe of the knowledge, passion and willingness to learn of all the participants who attended. But I was even more impressed with the caliber of poems that came from these workshops. It was a pleasure and honor to watch these poets and their poems blossom, and an even greater pleasure to hear many of them read their poems aloud with poise and courage at the Open Mic reading on May 10th.
When I wasn’t teaching workshops or giving readings, I was spending as much time as I possibly could in the reading rooms. I think this must be the most beautiful library on earth! With the shelves of antique books, the views of the subtropical gardens, and the sea sparkling in the distance, I felt as if I’d landed in a small corner of heaven. While I had initially set out to work on my collection in-progress, which is a series of poems about climate change, as soon as I hit British soil, I was inspired to write a series of poems on Ted Hughes and Sylvia Plath. This project I had only just begun during my last trip to England, after I spent ten days at the Elmet Trust, living in Hughes’ childhood home. I never imagined I’d have a sheaf of poems on the subject. Here, my writing came freely and easily, and the incredible poetry selection in the Poetry Room was a huge help to me. By the end of the month, I couldn’t believe how much writing I had done. But it wasn’t only the time to write, it was also the magical quality of The Morrab Library, Penzance, the sea, and all of you helping me to feel comfortable, welcome and inspired.
I cannot say thank you enough to The Myner Trust for kindly funding this once in a lifetime opportunity, and to Lisa, Harriet, James, and all the amazing staff, members and volunteers who make The Morrab Library such a delightful, uplifting and glorious place to read, study and write. Thank you all for making this such an incredible month filled with inspiration and joy. I will miss this place, and I will think of it often.”
Many thanks to The Myner Trust for funding this Poetry Residency and to Jodie Hollander for all of her work here. We look forward to reading the work Jodie created while in situ and will share it with you in due course.
Vale Sheila Bradley

It is with enormous sadness that we let you know of the passing of Sheila Bradley.
Sheila was a loyal volunteer for the library for over 30 years, working on so many different projects it is impossible to mention them all. As a member of the Book Selection Committee, Sheila spent many hours sifting through reviews, possessing in depth subject knowledge right across the board… literature, poetry, sciences, politics, history, the arts, films, music and more. She also created the displays of books in the case in reception, preparing informative labels on each, and was also a welcome face at the front desk to our members and visitors.
Sheila had an unmatched thirst for knowledge, and her love and support for the Morrab Library was immense. She was remarkable, wise, funny, and devoted to family and friends. We all loved her very much and the library owes her a huge debt.