March 2017

Baptised in the book

You sit in the light: a breeze from the window touches your hair, your face in shadow You turn a page: the tilt of your head changes – you are almost smiling You raise your fingers to your lips: they…

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Grinlow Hill

Footprints in the snow give us away as we climb through the overarching woods and up to the temple with ice on its steps Like echoes, light rays bounce off thin surfaces, the scarred and sacred skin above the caverns…

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Denver sluice

Like a reluctant schoolboy sent shuffling home to put on uniform, the fen sky shifts from grey to grey: deep mud on the banks of the Bedford sucks in the scents of the sluice The big rivers are laid bare:…

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