Week 21 - # 143 Collaboration w/Paul Hawkins
The river stalks us, keeps us under surveillance –
battleship grey, a heron tracks us,
passes on our movements, our evacuations
through fish-whispers.
Marching cows: mud-squelchers: farmyard HGV`s.
The leyline of pylons keeps us on track,
drops and bows its trapeze,
scraping isolated huddles of houses,
caravan park, a road-hauliers yard.
Paul Hawkins
2 comments:
Awesome collage to back up the prose, eerie and compelling.
Hello and many Thanks Sam for taking the time to look and comment -
Hope all is well and need to send an email your way soon = Cheers!
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