Looking for Love Oct. 10, 2006

On up towards Alston, away from the plush green valley of the River Allen, whereby I could have loved you THERE,
beside the muddied green, amidst the rusting brown, beneath the greying-blue, all ever more ORANGE in the autumnal sunken swollen sun surround,
as says Cumbria (whisper).
Along this very track poets would have allowed themselves no licence but accuracy, walkers would have walked. Farmers as shepherds plotting instinctively the course of the wayward flock, going by the sun, the QUICK of the river RUN!
for there the staggering lost sheep to be FOUND!
in Cumbria (whisper)
WHERE runners have slipped, where carriages have stopped, before the advent of sightseers almost cynically browsing : they of several times the horse-power, het-up in car heaters, barely stopping, barely catching breath
... in C-U-M-B-R-I-A (shout) where it all began.

Watch: Looking For Love, Channel 4, October 11th