Mar 3, 2018
High peak road; lost in the mists of time
High peak road; lost in the mists of time
Blimey, how I have neglected this blog. Where then to begin with the catch-up. October 19th, 2013 seems such a long time ago. But Teacher was indeed the last poem I wrote on that day, and the first poem from the following day is: High Peak Road It is the top of my world With light cast from the heavens It is as if the breath Of all the girls I’ve ever known It is the field for stock and harvest…
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