“Come hither” is the pylon’s dare. Its hum is above, beyond & everywhere. “God forgot this pallid scratch of scrubland.” "So, stare me down,” I say. It shrugs its shoulders & bares its teeth. It tongues the air. It thumbs me. Unrelenting, this autumnal glare: low sun & tree bark, hidden. There is … Continue reading Come Hither.
Out there in the bay tonight, captured in a globe of light, hand over hand over hand, I imagine, her dredging, with beads of perspiration dripping, while I can only try to coax a tune from the radio static.
Five miles of Felton & West Thirston. NE65. OS Grid Reference: 185005. 9 miles south of Alnwick/27 miles north of Whitley Bay. Felton & West Thirston, two pretty villages separated by the River Coquet, are joined by two bridges: the Old Bridge & the New Bridge. We park, for free, in the spacious riverside car … Continue reading Five miles of Felton (15/08/18).
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