THE WEEKLY WALKABOUT, E.G.

Poem 61 of 230: WORSLEY VILLAGE

Where earliest of coal-canals meet,
    And have their waters ochred
By the seepage of old-deep-mine earth;
    Where mock-Tudor is a treat,
And classic boats are newly coated
    At dry-docks before rebirth;

Where miners made tough risky efforts,
    Working seams for hours non-stop -
Cramped, often without the room to stand;
    Where security experts
Now fill the Nailmakers Workshop -
    On a canal-made island;

Where offices come from granaries,
    And granaries from a forge -
Wheel-powered through a brook's tillage;
    Where coal moved down arteries,
And sandstone was quarried to a gorge:
    Lies antique Worsley Village.

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