Poem: Corsica

Corsica

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

Alive

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About Eddie Playfair

Principal of Newham Sixth Form College (NewVIc) East London. Blogging about education, politics and culture in a personal capacity. I also tweet at @eddieplayfair
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