by Ben Pickard
Mark, it's writes like this that leave me in no doubt whatsoever that you are amongst the very best poets round these parts. A stunning piece. |
ooh Mark ... I can picture the farm, the fields, the animal noises, the back-breaking toil put into it all so that the future generations don't "perish to concrete" ... it's a beautiful poem full of nostalgia. :-) x |
by Michael
Phew! Mark, you can certainly take your poetic mind to places other poets cannot reach :) |
by Michael
Mark |