Papercut - Evenlode Poem - Hilaire Belloc
The Evenlode is a meandering river feeding the River Thames. It runs close to where I work and draw inspiration. This is a poem by Hilaire Belloc which describes the living poetry of this land and riverscape. Framed papercut featuring the last two verses. Also available as a pendant. Sterling Silver findings.
I will not try to reach again,
I will not set my sail alone,
To moor a boat bereft of men
At Yarnton's tiny docks of stone.
But I will sit beside the fire,
And put my hand before my eyes,
And trace, to fill my heart's desire,
The last of all our Odysseys.
The quiet evening kept her tryst:
Beneath an open sky we rode,
And passed into a wandering mist
Along the perfect Evenlode.
The tender Evenlode that makes
Her meadows hush to hear the sound
Of waters mingling in the brakes,
And binds my heart to English ground.
A lovely river, all alone,
She lingers in the hills and holds
A hundred little towns of stone,
Forgotten in the western wolds.
The images shown may be of different designs but a good guide to colour and texture.
All dimensions approximate.
Standard Size: 210 x 210 x 25mm
Material: Card and Wood frame.