There used to be fish in this water sticklebacks and trout. Frogs came each year to spawn in the place where they were born and fishermen cast hopeful lines ate sandwiches invented tales of the big one that escaped their wily rods. Now the detritus of previous lives and long lost love affairs rubs shoulders with old supermarket trolleys prams and ancient mattresses. I linger on the bank wrapped in the cloak of dreams and memories. Once upon a time we walked here. Beneath these silver birches our nascent plans have turned to stone warning of the past that’s yet to happen cornucopia of hope and death.
Daphne Milne now lives in Fremantle, Australia. Her pamphlet The Blue Boob Club is published by Indigo Dreams Press: https://www.indigodreams.co.uk/daphne-milne/4594486684