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I am a great admirer of English poetry from the time of Chaucer up until the middle of the twentieth century when it appeared to lose its way. I love all aspects of this planet but are sometimes sad when I think of what we are doing to it.

Wednesday 5 October 2022

Worlds Away


There is a world that’s much like ours,

a world that’s like the one we know;

a land of sun and clouds and showers

a world of joy: a world of woe.

But in that land, we walk together

and in that land we are as one;

as one we face the bitter weather;

as one we feel the summer sun.

If this sad world with sad tomorrows

would but mix and meld and fray

and, fraying, take us far from sorrows

we’d be together: Worlds away.

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