For the next six nights, poetry and photography! Six Wiltshire Songs is a series of poems I wrote two or three years ago. Each poem is a sestet, so don’t be afraid, you only have six lines to get through. Tonight, though, you also have the three-line prologue, so that’s nine lines. I know, I’m a hard task master.
So. Here we go.
Six Wiltshire Songs
Old photos spill across the floor, accrued
Images of hills and sunlight and soil
And larks and birdsong and hedgerows.
1 – Plough Song
A tractor and its shining, stainless train
Labours across the dark unbroken earth.
Its sharp blades lowered wound the marly soil.
We watch bright gulls alight and dip to claim
Fat brown worms that thrash in freshly-turned turf.
Then we turned our eyes to another hill.
(more to come)