Still Breathing

Wild Boar Fell
Photo : Tim Coburn


Rolling Planet

The landscape makes me think… about its history, the endless, turning of the earth… and my small place on it. A poem…

‘In One Day’

Pick me up, Move your ground. Rolling planet, Bring me round.



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