From Helpston in rural Northamptonshire, John Clare was born in 1793. He is now regarded as the most important poet of the natural world from Britain. He wrote many poems, prose and letters about love, sex, corruption and politics, environmental and social change, poverty and folk life. Even in his 'madness', his talents were not diminished. Ronald Blythe, past President of the Clare Society, saw Clare as "... England's most articulate village voice".
Clare died, aged 71, in 1864.
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There is a path a little path
There is a path a little path
Goes winding thru the meadow hay That leadeth on oer many a swath A sweet and pleasant way
& heres a stile to rest upon
& see the arches all anew
That carrys the traveller safely on When wild floods roar below "Hidden Treasures" (2016)
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