Sidney Beck Poet Free verse

Northern England

NORTHERN   ENGLAND

Steep hills and sudden

Gouged by ice, and water-formed -

This is no  civilized  landscape gentle

With  demesne and orchard

And sun-kissed downland copses;

It is the terrain of warfare,

Of Northumbrian tearing at Scot,

Of Hadrian walling off the terrifying Pict,

Where the sea is held by Marsden’s cliffed face

And Cullercoats huddles in fear of a storm. 

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