Burnley Arts Development // Jul 15, 2010 at 6:49 pm
Hello Harriet's Mum.
We're so sorry but we are not able to replace the piano in Ightenhill Park. There are two in Padiham which may be your nearest other ones. One is outside Padiham Leisure Centre and one is in Padiham Memorial Park. There are several others in Burnley, and more in Blackburn. Please check the other locations and hopefully there are others pianos you can visit.
Arts Development Team
Harriet's Mum // Jul 15, 2010 at 11:28 am
Will it be coming back? We were looking forward to having a look today!
Local resident // Jul 13, 2010 at 2:06 pm
Poem........
Piano in the Park.
“Play me, I’m Yours”, it said,
a piano plonked in the park
by a picnic spot .
No one about.
Empty cider bottles on the graffitied table.
“Gazzer did it with Sophie on this spot
and she’s a two timing cow”.
My dog off chasing pigeons,
Grade 2 repertoire flexes its fingers.
I sit on the chained chair
and play, faltering, “Farewell to Stromness” .
Long skies stretch to touch the pole.
A line of whale blue islands
settles slowly, like a sigh.
The heart jolts with each pull of the straining oars,
and the backwards surge
of the boat through headland tides.
Tonight they will creep out of the shadows
to touch this park invader,
jump at the jangle of sounds they cannot order,
send for the petrol and the lighters.
Burnley Arts Development // Jul 9, 2010 at 4:18 pm
Sadly we've had to take the Ightenhill Park piano away as it was damaged overnight.
Rachel Hawthorn // Jul 8, 2010 at 10:19 pm
Dana Elizabeth and her great-grandnana Anne were on an adventure in Ightenhill park and found this brightly coloured piano to play
We're so sorry but we are not able to replace the piano in Ightenhill Park. There are two in Padiham which may be your nearest other ones. One is outside Padiham Leisure Centre and one is in Padiham Memorial Park. There are several others in Burnley, and more in Blackburn. Please check the other locations and hopefully there are others pianos you can visit.
Arts Development Team
Piano in the Park.
“Play me, I’m Yours”, it said,
a piano plonked in the park
by a picnic spot .
No one about.
Empty cider bottles on the graffitied table.
“Gazzer did it with Sophie on this spot
and she’s a two timing cow”.
My dog off chasing pigeons,
Grade 2 repertoire flexes its fingers.
I sit on the chained chair
and play, faltering, “Farewell to Stromness” .
Long skies stretch to touch the pole.
A line of whale blue islands
settles slowly, like a sigh.
The heart jolts with each pull of the straining oars,
and the backwards surge
of the boat through headland tides.
Tonight they will creep out of the shadows
to touch this park invader,
jump at the jangle of sounds they cannot order,
send for the petrol and the lighters.