THE MEMORIES OF SLAVES


On Overton Hill, an obelisk

in local sandstone marks the parish war dead.

Fresh graffiti partly obscure Worrall,

Egerton, Massey – names of Cheshire gentry,

villages, labourers. There is a solace

in landscapes, remorseless historians.

Below the hill, the town becomes a toy.

To the horizon, are laid out the pricey,

strategic illusions: refineries

distilling forests and the wide, poisoned

river narrowing to an ashen,

urban haze of broken streets, redundant wharves,

the memories of slaves.

 

 

 

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  1. #1 by John Huddart - February 15th, 2011 at 19:51

    Neat and precise – a landscape spelled out in its attractively compromised history. Give us more pricey strategic illusions – or allusions, for that matter.

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