Tuesday, 13 April 2010

Three Lake District Poems 1

From up Cat Bells
Derwent Water is
a snail trial
amongst folded cloth
and burnt toast.
The sky no nearer
than down in the valley,

and far below
a grain-sized boat
unpins the long
hair of its wake
and draws it behind
over Derwent floor:
a comet hauling its tail.

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