Sealed in at Wroxeter

Inspired by a visit to Wroxeter, home to some of my ancestors, in Shropshire  (August 2018), and composed in a Prado Lounge Café Bar in Suffolk.
Box Pews at a church in Selattyn, Shropshire

Doors click open.
Let me in and
latch me in,
keeping me

The Vicar steps up,
announces himself,
boxes himself in and
The Word –
His Word.

I listen
to myself –
bouncing back
at me from
varnished wood.

Dead trees –
now breathing.

Copyright of text and photograph owned by Jay Cool, September 2018

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