The gatherers seeking entrance pause awhile
Ere they mount up the bank to climb the stile
Half wishing that a better road was nigh
Yet here mid [moss] strewn mornings autumn mild
While pleasing sounds & pleasing sights are bye
Things beautiful delight my heart to smile
Here underneath the stiles moss covered post
A little bunch of fern doth thrive & spring
Hid from the noisey wind & coming frost
Like late reared young neath the wood piegons wing
I will be speaking: 11am Saturday, 28th March
At the John Clare Cottage in Helpston
to the title, “The Woke John Clare”
#poetry #environment
#honesty
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