Hi Trish,
I'm not yet able to make a link between the poem and the title. (And I keep
thinking there's an awful lot of movement for a photograph!)
I'll leave the title, then, and focus in on the poem...
Which I enjoy until I stumble a little at:
"Fence in
hours and weeks
of de-
composing
leaves.
Slip out..."
And I can't work out who's done (or doing) the fencing! Then I assume it's
the "we" of the poem who slip out of the spinney - but I could be so wrong!
Then, even tho there's twigs they haven't taken, they carried in a huge
branch!
I'm sorry, I'm mega-confused.
Bob
>From: Trish Harewood <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New Sub: Fencing In (A photograph)
>Date: Thu, 20 Mar 2003 21:30:17 -0000
>
> Talking of paling Arthur, here's something else I'd like to put to the
>test. Thanks,
>
>trish
>
>
>
>FENCING IN: A PHOTOGRAPH
>
>
>
>
>Not taking
>twigs from soil
>
>we go
>
>shuffling
>
>on the muddy banks.
>
>
>
>In the wet
>
>spinney walk
>
>between
>
>the black
>
>chesnut poles.
>
>
>
>By the
>
>cut and dry
>
>paling
>
>name a
>
>couple of fields.
>
>
>
>Fence in
>
>hours and weeks
>
>of de-
>
>composing
>
>leaves.
>
>
>
> Slip out
>
>on tarmac
>
>taking
>
>the branch inside.
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