Daily Archives: July 27, 2018

Across moorland…

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These strange, narrow tracks betoken something,

processional, perhaps…

exhaling us where they do

with little work to accomplish.

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Would we have found them without

Ballowal Barrow or Boscawen-Un?

And even if we had,

would they still have been the same?

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“I think that’s what people mean, by tangential.”