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Offa's Land

Monday, 20 March 2017 12:20:52

In the end I’m going for something less active but which gets across the feeling that the natural forces have to get themselves together for the push of spring.

 

Of life regrouping here, ready to show

Itself as soon as Spring says, ‘Green for Go!’

 

Offa’s land, the country of the Marches

Is rich in hillside, field and tree,

The landscape stitched together quietly

By lines of hedgerows and the odd stretch

Of wooden fence, and hemmed by ditch and track.

Over the next rise, this garment’s torn:

The fabric’s lost its sheen, is all worn

Out - punctured by agricultural sheds and shacks.

But beyond, there on the hillside just above,

A stand of leafless trees rescues the scene:

Leafless but by no means lifeless. Though green

Shoots are some way off, there’s love

Of life regrouping here, ready to show

Itself as soon as Spring says, ‘Green for Go!’

 

I’m tempted to add extra syllables in the last line: Itself as soon as Spring says, ‘OK! Green for Go!’

and to leave line 2 a little shorter than the rest. 



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