Posts Tagged ‘Redburn Country Park’

I seem to be a creature
Of the dappled woods
Living for pools of sunlight
Crossing by ferns and brackens and great trees
They here by dint of
Some wealthy families historical foresight
I bathe myself
In their
Dark Mills Full Stop

Woods left and planted and managed
Trees grounding my stuttered poor man’s progress.
The air is fuller here
Earthed into a raising up into light
An atmosphere’s
Romance with trees
Made wild by grim mill
Or distillery’s husbandry

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