James Still

Troublesome Creek is a highway wandering more than natural For a passage going somewhere and arriving at certainty; A road aims at straight lines, though accepts a curve or two And a rise and fall to make a scheme and nature agree; A creek pays l [...]

I was seven on the twelfth of April, and I remember thinking that the hills to the east of Little Carr Creek had also grown and stretched their ridge shoulders, and that the beechwood crowding up their slopes grew down to a living heart. Mother told [...]