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Old farm and new

It’s a hornbeam – I think-
the tree growing in the doorway.
The tree is not beautiful
or even that healthy.
The doorway is a ghost
nothing more than a memory
of comings and goings
to and from the old farmhouse,
Uvie farmhouse.

Protected by the fallen lintel,
jambs lying together,
or just possibly human intent,
the ungainly sapling has grown tall.
It spoils the view
from and toward the roundhouse.
(A guest recently took a photo
from across the river:
‘nice apart from the tree’).

Today as I build
the cattle graze
around the house,
like would-be purchasers.

Companion animals

Companion animals


Flora stands alone by the tree.
One day-
when my house is fallen
to an overgrown mound
propped by nine cast piers-
an old red cow may wander here
making milk for her baby.

Flora visits the old farmstead

Flora visits the old farmstead

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