Drained
The book is based on my own experience of walking through fields and forests, along lakes and seashores, venturing onto water, down into caves or up into the air, but at every step, I've been conscious of other presences, felt or remembered. The ground around was wet and marshy and furrowed wit...
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Published in | John Clare Society Journal no. 43; pp. 29 - 77 |
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Format | Journal Article |
Language | English |
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Birmingham
John Clare Society
01.07.2024
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Summary: | The book is based on my own experience of walking through fields and forests, along lakes and seashores, venturing onto water, down into caves or up into the air, but at every step, I've been conscious of other presences, felt or remembered. The ground around was wet and marshy and furrowed with narrow channels running towards the vast sheet of water. The area still called 'Whittlesey Mere' stretches out across fields dotted with wind turbines, isolated farms, old mills bereft of sails, and tall, slim, brick chimneys. Far away on the horizon, the spire of Whittlesey Church marks the old market town which still greets approaching traffic with a flower-filled boat called 'The Spirit of Whittlesey'. |
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