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river 2012 - 25

the old stories we find
along the banks of the wild brook
leaf-mulch, fresh rain

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  1. Jules26 January 2012 at 01:45

    my (piece of the) creek perhaps once was wild and perhaps still is wild, while the suburbs try to tame it...

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  2. Lynne Rees27 January 2012 at 00:46

    Thanks for commenting Jules. This wild brook's true name, in Welsh, is the 'ffrwydwyllt' - it sounds much tamer in English.

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