Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Tuesday, 13 July 2021
She watched the words fly around his head ...
We looked up to see clouds cover the high fells -
Below us was the small lake near the poet's house -
He'd walked here with his bright eyed sister -
I imagined her watching the words fly around his head -
6 July 2021
Above Grassmere
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