The Best Parts Are Around Edwinstowe
I remember Edwinstowe with dry fern fronds
As a flared child I was tucked, squeezed
Into the open throat of the Major Oak
I forced down my doubts to try to believe that
Robin Hood lived here.
The widespread oak is wired now
Held up as a living Marionette
A puppet show of our need for Robin Hood
For something beyond our Ollerton Roundabout
The tiresome circle of existence
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| The AA Illustrated Guide to Britain |
More writing by Sarah Miller Walters

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