Saturday, 3 November 2012


creel
4 November 2012 2:17AM
..focus on the negligence and hostility that characterise the attitude of all governments to the British landscape
Indeed.
The lustre of fresh lumber excites domestic eyes
Where play of light on grain delights
Oil, resins, amplify
A gamut subtle colours
But nere the ghost's refrain
From those forests subject clearance
When nere but stumps remain
For engine that is Market 
Fast consumes for fuel: Life's cloak
Her emerald hills once verdant 
Rich soils that bespoke
The abundance of Creation
Now increased "commodified"
Bled to serve a "master"
More parasite, than wise
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burk is having me poisoned 

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