The lane to Highwood was a thin ribbon wavering across a pale lake -
Flood water swirled against the lichened trunks of alder trees -
I remembered reading The Sunken Land Begins to Rise Again -
I gazed at the brimming ditches -
Light going -
Time soon to walk into the water -
To vanish like Pearl -
Segment by segment -
As if descending an invisible flight of stairs -
East Stoke
Dorset
November 2024
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