2020
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the bracken way
by Loch Gynack
Kingussie to Newtonmore
past the ruined mill, through dell
burn beside
old walls now mossed
hands’ witness
up Creag Bheag
the raspberry way
summer leaf, pigeon high
tall pine too
heather chicken
flee on foot
come into the open then
exposed
there’s all the moor
distant vistas
I prefer the woods
sunlight uphill mottling
shade and breeze my friends
long dusk
undercrunch gravel
and then
book open so I
fall in with the lines as they fall
stop to hear the bees
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