A poem inspired by a winter visit to the Norfolk countryside in February 2023. Crafted by my friend Piers.

End of a winter’s afternoon.

A banded landscape
early green hemming
coffee-ground fields
threaded with the teased-out wool
of gathering mist.

Charcoal tree silhouettes
trace the horizon
where coral embers flare :
molten bars, wedged
under a belly of pale heron-grey.

Piers Northam
Norfolk
16 February 23

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