Poem: Corsica



Our island

Rest and refuge

So wild and warm

In our hearts and minds

Casting shadows on every other place

Always there and forever yearning for us

Cold spring water to quench our thirst

On a sun baked granite outcrop

Resting before entering the forest

Soft needles under foot

In pine shade

Corsica is



About Eddie Playfair

I am a Senior Policy Manager at the Association of Colleges (AoC) having previously been a college principal for 16 years and a teacher before that. I live in East London and I blog in a personal capacity about education and culture. I also tweet at @eddieplayfair
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