Tilla Brading

ONE OF A MEANDERING COLLABORATION & WORK IN PROGRESS


not circles but cycles
repeating the path
going over old ground
reap peat for pre history
dug in the ancient bog
trudging the drove road
roman road lane word
between sandy Devon banks
Talis's canon takes me
off course deviation
derivation squelching in bog
asphodel not what you expected
breaking the rules
stone breaking the print
sponges up in the soggy
moor

certain stones roam the hills on midsummer nights
any human encountering one
is certain to die at sunrise

the Fish stone swims
on strictly private land
unseen

stone circles
on desolate uplands
half a dozen stones
serving
as seats for picnickers
Bronze-age people

search among fragile stones
'fragile' and 'stone' in contra-ambulation

I might not have walked here
if you hadn't suggested it

suggestion of a walk
in fragile stones

the woman stone standing
with the constant rub
of bullying howling wind sloughing
her porous skin

sandy psoriasis
a body
of evidence

the circle /gives no / means of /escape
treadmill/millwheel
an almost perfect circle

Withypool, Widepolla, Wytepol, Wydepole, Widepole,
Wydipole, Wydepol, Withepople, Withipool

Tom Poole was in the Coleridge circle

barrow a burrow under the sacred place sacred in supposition nothing and everything is sacred

I've had this idea for sometime to place a lichen stone
become millennial

the stones remain

eleven miles
Old Barrow, Withypool and back along the Barle
hilly

linearcircularorfigureofeight

the daily round the common