Wereover many a stile neeth willows grey
The winding footpath leaves the public way
Free from the dusty din & ceasless chime
Of bustling waggons in the summer time
Crossing a brook—were braving storms in vain
Two willows fell & still for brigs remain
Corn field & clover closes leading down
In peacful windings to the neighbouring town
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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