Bewick Walks To Scotland: Sequence (C) Brampton Poem by Sally Evans
Bewick Walks To Scotland: Sequence (C) Brampton
A country there was no room for
compressed into a town
of sophisticated music,
the magic violin -
where Scottish spirit
and English craftsmanship
collide, give life to
a box that wants to sing,
wood that trembles
as these deciduous hills.
I feel the country change, law change.
Language, as always, is debatable.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
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