‘A Brock Geology’ by Jean Atkin

A Brock Geology Night falls & ………………………………………………fills the dingle with badgers badgers pressing grasses…………………………………………………to bent curves they feed & drink  ………………………………………………& play, they trail their piebald noses low ……………………………………………..to flow of brook & deep below, taste all the cold ………………………………………….then warming rocks red iron beneath their ………………………………………………………paws & pads they follow glint of mica ………………………………………………….in their skulls unlock the parish scents ……………………………………………..fling back its soil behind … Continue reading ‘A Brock Geology’ by Jean Atkin