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From the Ackermans’ seat near the lift bridge
on the Llangollen Canal – tree-lined
for the most part but open here – the view
has become a perennial favourite.
We watch cyclists, joggers, walkers pass,
and the narrow boats that have journeyed
from Nantwich, Dudley, Worcester – and we nod and smile.
But best of all in late March/early April
are the lambs on the pasture opposite
that rises, with occasional oaks,
gently to an escarpment that ends
beneath high limestone cliffs that sever the sky.

This part of Wales was once near the South Pole –
and has variously been: deep-sea mud,
crumpled, fractured by the movements of the earth;
a shallow, fertile tropical sea;
a swamp with giant mosses; a vast, hot,
featureless desert inundated by the odd
flash flood; an ice sheet shaping the landscape.
All gone in the shake of a lamb’s tail…

The ewes chop grass as if they were on piece work.
Their offspring thrust at them for milk or stare
at something new or lounge in the sun
or explore the barbed wire edges of our,
oh, so temporary world.




© Copyright David Selzer
3 Responses
  • Steve
    May 21, 2015

    A favourite get-away from the stresses of the world, although the last time I was there (over 30 years ago) it was obvious that countless other day-trippers also shared the feeling.

  • David Selzer
    May 22, 2015

    Even more of a get-away now, Steve –

  • Bonnie Flach
    May 30, 2015

    Top notch line “all gone in the shake of a lamb’s tail.”

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