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The Stiperstones

With true rememberance 

Born of nostalgic conjuring

Of scenery, atmosphere and sound

The great grey forms return anew, 

Mountains – everlasting;

Mist bears down the hillside, tumbling

Onwards with the swift confidence

Of a mountain stream.

Stillness depends as a blanket

Covering and masking sound

Which muffles, growing indistinct 

And recedes to the background 

Unheeded, contrast vanishes,

Rocks, before stark outlines, soften,

As though emotion touched them

Conquering reality.  

Christina Elliott. 



Manstone Rock on the Stiperstones



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