Short Walks
I don't know whereI pretend to be going,following the linesof deep mowed grassin the re-claimed meadow,following the edges of theremnants of woods behindtown houses and calling themcopses, making...
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Hi DonWhat I like in your poem is the suggestion of Nature that has been trimmed down to a civilised (human) version it; and the ways in which you portray the loss of something that is guessed at....
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Thanks Lloyd. There is some ambiguity in the last verse. I will work on it. I pretend to be going somewhere but I don't know where. I'm nit just going where I'm actually going.--Don
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I like it, Don. I pretend to be going somewhere quite often. It's much better than being lost.I like the calling of the "remnants of woods" "copses" - sounds so much better than than what they are - a...
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