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Poetry of precious poison from weirhead to ocean bed, for June 21st. #LeonhardRauwolf #DonaldCPeattie #Poetry #OnThisDay #Poetry365

The Fertile Crescent

We often walk together down from Stevington to where the river is split at the weir head. The shallower of the twos flows falls into dappled Sun, shielded by the lines of bristling Beech and the congenial waving of Willows that keeps it special, beyond the wide pool. This stretch hosts two small islands, the lower one of which, is cut through by the road, bridged by the…