Five poems by David Morley

  Five poems from The Gypsy and The Poet by David Morley        Finished planting my ariculas——went a botanising after ferns and orchises and caught a cold in the wet grass which has made me as bad as ever——got the tune of “highland Mary” from Wisdom Smith a gipsey and pricked another sweet tune without name as he fiddled it John Clare, journal entry   Worlds … Continue reading Five poems by David Morley