Robins Wood Hill Green Spaces Poetry Walk (by sarah)
...as the light shimmers over wooden creatures that slither, time seems to slip so that all are nearer regardless of era... #poetrywalk pic.twitter.com/dcoVd6MmPU
— Sarah Snell-Pym (@Saffy) August 22, 2017
...Silence bar the caw and tweet fills the air clean and sweet, as the fluffed thistles grow high under that milk and honey sky. #poetrywalk pic.twitter.com/WGLyBOW4RG
— Sarah Snell-Pym (@Saffy) August 22, 2017