No Special Features of Interest
The detached voice of a guide book Sets aside remnants of the forever Of the green lane, bricked up door and inglenook Declares there to be “no special features of interest” Leave the foxed hard back pages alone Look up, look around, walk boundaries Seek stories in church, pub, stone - One of them is bound to know something The way the land sits, the contours of road Memorials, place names and weeds This dismissal shrugs the legwork load From an author who had run A charming little history of village halls is available here