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  • CROSSING THE PENNINES

    When I drive over the moors

    in the hugger-mugger traffic,

    I think of the children

    murdered, hidden.

     

    When I see the southern sweep

    of the Saddleworth Road

    over the fern and the peat,

    I think of them.

     

    It is almost a prayer.

    And I wonder if my chance,

    fellow travellers think the same.

    Remembrance is solitary, transitory.

     


    One response to “CROSSING THE PENNINES”


    1. Margaret Stather Avatar
      Margaret Stather

      Have just been reading your latest poems – loved the Larkin Revisited. The one that really strikes a chill in the heart is Crossing the Pennines as each time I travel the route (which I do very frequently) and see the sign Saddleworth Moor I always think of those poor children in such a bleak and lonely place. It makes me feel so sad. However, it is good to think that they are not forgotten.

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