The lovers they were gone;
The clocks had ceased their chiming,
And the deep river ran on.
I am writing this whilst writing my 'narative' for my Calstock site. The brief is still vague, but at the moment my idea is that this area is a place for a walker to stop briefly and rest.
The verse above is from WH Auden's "As I Walked Out One Evening". It could just be my favourite poem of all time. It is beautiful, so I thought I would share. If you have the time to feel moved, have a look at the full version.
|Recent Trip with coursemates to Wembury beach|