York in Poetry: Heslington Lake

Posted on 24 November 2012 | Audio, Poem

Dark flat still, foreboding
in the cold night: silence
stretching between the swirls
of black coot and moorhen
the sharp receding angry mallard bray
Startling the murky mind
with images of legendary leviathan
whose teeth and tentacles take
the unwary erudite into the profound unknown

- Alan Gillott