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written by: Ricky Hawthorne



A cacophony of slate
Uneven and sharp, yet
Permanent, bending, un-mathematically,
Across the dabbling beck;
Shaded by lithe willow limbs
Embracing the arch in geniality
Not consolation; antiquated and swan-like,
Not shorn of company;
Evoking a love, unpremeditated in its
Sculpture; a beauty expressed in the universality of
Pencil and lens, lacking the significance perhaps, it
Sleeps, cossetted upstream, benevolently cradled
In a vale between these munificent hills.

Today no footfall nor hoof
Burdens the mottled stone, the traffic
Reliant now on smoother brick down river,
Spanning the widest point; more
Streamlined than its predecessor;
Safer, un-photographed.

Ricky Hawthorne

Ricky Hawthorne

MAY 2019 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Short listed for the Bridport Poetry Prize 2015
Graduate of Warwick University
Triple honors in Literature, Theater and Film
Ricky Hawthorne

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