Essex

the flat wide green of Essex seem so large

then Epping Forest thickens by its side

filled with diverse birds the tree tops stir

Waving in the wind which they defy

the flat land is for farmers and for hares

In the autumn fires throw flames up high.

It seems the Earth is burning where we lay

our bodies and our love sigh into air

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