Night Falls Over Winchester - The View From St Catherine's Hill - Poem by Hannah Barham
I went up St Catherine's Hill with my best friend just as darkness was falling. Watching the city lights come on dotted across the hillside opposite us, compared with the drama of the darkening sky and the velvety blackness of the fields around us struck me, and this is the result.
Eyes drift over nature's gentle twilight
Calm darkness drops into valley and hollow
Quiet, perfect dusk falls to cloak the hills.
Eyes lift to the city lights on the rise
Dancing and glittering in the near distance
Man-made starlight twinkling in the darkness.
Eyes rise to the darkened horizons, west
Clouds form threatening silhouettes on the sky
Brooding darkness settles over the world.
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