THE SPIRIT OF THE FEN
The grace of an invisible hand flits across her cheek,
an ethereal sensation.
She leans forward, longing for more.
The bombardment of silence thunders in her ears
whilst the meandering of bumblebees
is amplified to
Concert crescendo.
Eyes closed,
she senses the trials of thousands of years
Swirling around her soul.
The ghostly guide tugs impatiently
At her hand.
‘Not yet’, she replies.
‘Soon, very soon.’
First she needs the grounding
Of the boardwalk.
As far as the eye can see
Reeds and sedge dance in the breeze
A bewildering display unleashed.
The unified being pulsating with life;
Its energy palpable.
The cerulean sky reaches
To infinity.
Unhindered by obstacles it sweeps down to
The sunbeam of golden land.
Ahead indistinct voices drift towards her
The unknown language beguiling.
The air punctuated by thumps of axes
Trees hewn by brute force.
A canopy of oak leaves looms above her
She shivers, sways and swoons
Into the arms of the mystical being.
©Annika Perry, May 2021
‘The Spirit of the Fen’ was inspired by my recent visit to Wicken Fen, the oldest Nature Reserve in Britain. Immediately I sensed an enchantment within the ancient fenland of East Anglia.
An inventive and enjoyable set of boardwalks has been created around the fen to allow visitors to the site whilst protecting the landscape and wildlife. It was thrilling to step out just above the water, gazing out upon the bewitching scenery.
The fens are made up of the fens, marshes, reed beds, farmland and woodland. There is a deep peat soil that is kept wet by rainfall and clean, chalky river water.
Within the low lying water reed and sedge are grown for harvesting. The latter is used for thatch roofing which is still used for many older buildings within the country. The earliest recorded sedge harvest was in 1414.
Furthermore, the fens are rich with a variety of floral and fauna with over 9000 species of animals, birds and insects thriving in the area. I only saw a handful of these alas! Charles Darwin in the 1820s favoured the spot for finding beetles.
The reserve was founded in 1899 by the National Trust to preserve its iconic habitat and the first parcel of land was donated to the Trust by Charles Rothschild in 1901.
Although some parts of the southern fens were made into navigable waterways by the Romans called the ‘Lodes’, the majority of the fens were barely accessible before they started to be drained for farmland in the seventeenth century using windmills. Wicken Fen remained undrained and continued as a business for peat and sedge until the end of the nineteenth century.
Although Wicken Fen is currently quite a small area a new 100-year project was launched in 1999 to mark the 100th anniversary of the first acquisition. The Wicken Fen Vision is seeking to expand the fen to a size of 22 square miles to preserve and increase its exceptional biodiversity.
Finally, it was fascinating to learn about Bog Oaks upon leaving the Nature Reserve. These are remains of trees preserved in the waterlogged peat and just such a tree was unearthed in 2016 whilst a ditch was cleared, pictured below. Some bog oaks are from the Bronze Age and it is staggering to think that before me lay a tree trunk from possibly 4200 years ago!
The magical aura of Wicken Fen stayed with me long after my visit, the peaceful, harmonious presence lingering within. It will not be long before I return to this unusual place of natural beauty to explore more!
Annika Perry 
Beautiful poem. And the bird in the picture- so adorable.
Thank you so much! 😀
Interesting how I would read this lovely post today, Annika. My daughter and I have signed up for a local Naturalist challenge taking place this weekend. I just now googled fenland and learned a great deal. The concept of protecting the landscape and wildlife and yet allowing visitors is a fine balance. As I read further, you describe well/educate us. Your beautiful poem transported me and will linger with me. I will think about it and you, Annika, when I immerse myself in our natural beauty.xx ❤️
Erica, isn’t serendipity a joy?! 😀 Just as you are heading out on your own Nature weekend you come across my post! Now, please tell me more about your Naturalist challenge! 😀 I’m very intriugued and can’t wait to learn more. Even more special as you are exploring the environment, learning along the way with your daughter. Have a fabulous weekend, my dear friend!
You are so right to mention the balance between the wildlife and visitors – in many way the two are incongruous; yet the National Trust these days works very hard to allow the wildlife to flourish with visitors allowed with care and sensitivity onto the site. Their 100-year project points to commitment to further extend the Fenland and return the land to its original form … and I’m imagining floral and fauna are celebrating!
Aww … it means a lot that my poem touched you so; it arose from pure mystical emotion following my visit to Wicken Fen and just would not leave me! Then I realised its full impact would be diminished without explaining a bit about the area.
Happy Nature Weekend … have an amazing time! hugs xx ❤️
Hi Annika, The iNaturalist.ca is Canada wide, likely similar to your “National Trust.” A local challenge this weekend. I happened to come across it on a news site and my daughter and I signed up. It is part of a Biodiversity Challenge Project helping inventory and celebrate our region’s flora and fauna. We upload photos of whatever we find for these two days. My daughter takes beautiful and unusual nature photographs. One of the prizes is a macro lens for a phone, something my daughter would like.
Ha, ha, ‘flora and fauna are celebrating.’😀 We will all have a Happy Nature Weekend and celebrate. Hugs xx ❤️
Your poem in as enchanting as the place. Isn’t it wonderful when we’re inspired by a special setting? We have a similar place near here (but not as big) that is a wild bird refuge. Meadows and water and woods. The sound of the birds and the bullfrogs and the wings of geese are what we most hear there. Thanks for sharing your special place of natural beauty with us!
Pam, your beautiful description of your own wild bird refuge is captivating and how I would love to visit there! 😀 I find the earthy sounds of frogs particularly interesting and wow, to hear the wings of geese! It sounds wonderfully peacefuly and soothing. It means a lot that you sensed the enchantment within my poem – the mystical aura remained within me for days and settled like balm upon my soul. Wishing you a special weekend, my friend! hugs xx ❤️
The Wicken Fen sure sounds enchanting, Annika! The animals, birds, and insects must be happy residents of this habitat. The variety of floral sounds lovely to me. No wonder your poem is so beautifully inspired. It must be a wonderful trip. 🙂
Miriam, if plants could sing I imagine a heavenly floral choir and music lifting to the sky! 😀 It is idyllic for plants, fauna … and yes, humans! The sense of peace and serenity was instantaneous … this was a place to be savoured as we strolled slowly around, stopping often to just see, listen – and take lots of photos! 😀 Thank you for your lovely comment and it means a lot you enjoyed my post so much. Wishing you a wonderful weekend! xx
I have to cancel our booking of the Canada trip because the closing of the border was extended many times and I don’t want to wait anymore. I’ll book another trip as enjoyable as your!! 🙂
How amazing, I have just been talking about this as an example of ‘good’ Rewilding! Would love to go as looks very special. Thanks for all your timely info!
Georgina, it is amazing and I love the ambitious scale of the 100-year project to extent miles so far south! It will be incredible to return the land to its original state and yes, a great example of ‘rewilding’. Flora and fauna will flourish in abundance! I’m so glad you enjoyed my post! Happy Weekend and hope it is filled with lots of beautiful nature!😀
I bet it’s fascinating in all seasons. I wonder if the biologists find many fossils or vertebrae in those old logs? So cool!
Jacquie, that’s a good question! 😀 There is a museum / information centre which was not allowed to be open at the time of our visit but I will definitely be returning and see what I can learn. I feel winter would be incredible time there with the mist and frost upon the reed beds!
When I was last in Ely I picked up some leaflets and one was about Wicken Fen. So glad you got to visit it and share it with me. I can see how it would inspire your poem 🙂 🙂
Jo, I must admit I’ve known about Wicken Fen for years and as we live only an hour away it was one of those places we meant to visit but never quite got round to it! After more than a year without travel I’m relishing every possible trip out and this was a magical one! Maybe you will have a chance to visit yourself one day if you are in the area? Enjoy your busy weekend! 😀
We’re away too, but only for 1 night because I’m on cat feeding duty 🤣💕
I’ve always imagined the fens to be a magical place, though I’ve never been there. Your poem conjures up that sense of enchantment I would expect to find!
Andrea, a joy to share the enchantment of the Fens and you are right, the magical spiritual aura surrounds the area and a sense of deep serenity settles up the visitor. I hope you have a chance to go there youself one day. Wishing you a lovely and relaxing weekend! 😀
Good morning, dear Annika,
the Fens are not that far where we live. Every time we go north we have to cross the Fens. In the beginning, we found that flat land spooky but then we read “Waterland” by Graham Swift that changed our perception of the Fens.
We like your poem. That would have changed our perception of the Fens as well. Nevertheless, the Fens always were the otherland for us – and still are.
Wishing you a happy week and thanks for sharing.
Keep well
The Fab Four of Cley
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Klausbernd, yes, ‘the otherland’ is such an apt description for the Fens! Although I’ve driven across the area before it was only whilst visiting it on the ground that I felt that magic aura surrounding me the whole time. This is the second time here that ‘Waterland’ has been mentioned and I am keen to check out Graham Swift’s book – I’m sure it will add further in-depth insight into the Fens!
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend in Cley … hope the sun finds its way out soon! 😀
Dear Annika,
we have to warn you, don’t watch the film but read the book. The Fens are filmed in the US – unbelievable!
Your wish came true; now the sun starts to shine again. But it was quite rough yesterday.
Wishing you a wonderful weekend as well full of happiness
The Fab Four of Cley
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I’m just laughing in disbelief and shaking my head … a film about the Fens filmed in the US!
I’ve just read some mixed reviews of the film and will heed your warning! I often want to read books before seeing the films – I find it never works the other way around!
Thank you for your lovely wishes, likewise to you all. 😀🌻
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Beautiful poem, Annika, and I can just imagine the flora and fauna thriving in such a magical place. Thanks for including your impeccable context as well. 💗💗
Lauren, absolutely! 😀 Although I didn’t see too much of the fauna the area buzzed with insects, the bird song a soothing companion along the walk. I’ve never heard the sound of warblers before and wonderfully unique! Wow! I really appreciate that you found my description of the Fens as ‘impeccable’ – I’m beaming away! I do enjoy writing both fiction and non-fiction – seems to balance out my writing brain! 😀
Love the poem Annika, it really conveys the magic of the Fen, and the peace and thoughtfulness it bring. The description which follows not only gives context to the poem but also describes the area wonderfully. A marvellous post.
Mike
Mike, thank you so much for your lovely comment and I’m glad you enjoyed both elements of the post … although hesitant at first about including the information about the Fens along with poem I did feel it added that all-important context! It means a lot that you could feel the peace and thoughtfulness the Fens gave me.
Beautiful!!
It is beautiful and a very special place, Jennie – a joy to share here! 😀
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Your poem captured me, Annika. I walked through and marveled at the fen with you, captured by its magic. And yours. –Curt
Curt, a delight to have you join me along on the walk … and I could imagine Peggy with her camera capturing lots of unique photos! 😀 It’s lovely you felt the magic of the Fens and in my writing – thank you so much!
You are welcome, my friend. 🙂
Annika, the sights and sounds described so lyrically transported me there to walk, see and touch. I think such places need to be felt and need poetic spirits to capture them in words. Thank you for an awesome poem. I was right there with you! You need to write a book with poetry and photos like you did in your blog entry. You are quite the wordsmith! And to be able to say I knew her when. A thousand thanks! Be well and have a poetic weekend. oxox
Wow! Mary Ann, thank you so much for your wonderful and enthusiastic comment! ❤️ I love that you came along on the walk, experienced its mystical aura and how true, it did need a poem to capture it! The piece began as prose but when rewriting I realised it needed to be verse, to capture that lyrical ethereal nature of the Fens!
Awww … I’m beaming away at your words of me being ‘quite the wordsmith!’ Bless – that means so much and given me a real boost! I am thankful for all the encouragement I’ve received whilst blogging to try poetry and although I love dabbling in the craft I don’t yet feel confident for a book but I really appreciate your support. There again, I’ll never say never!
Hope you’ve had a peaceful and joyful weekend! xx
Annika, So happy my comment pleased you. My early blog attempts began as prose until a colleague encouraged me to write more poetry. Now as I edit my posts, I notice I eliminate the extras not required to convey my meaning and intent. Writing is so much fun, isn’t it? Be well and enjoy the week ahead. oxox
Annika, I have read your stunning and spiritual poem quite a few times and keep being transported to a mysterious world you so beautifully share. As I follow your words I feel peace and beauty. Thank you.
To follow that up with the wonderful history of the Fens is quite remarkable. What a peace seem to infuse the whole and also a wonder of how long it has withstood
modern developments. It is an incredible place, one I dream to see this year.
I am sure you treasure this experience as it will give you renewed strength. ♥️.
Miriam
Wow! Miriam, you honour me with your amazing and thoughful comment – thank you so much! 😀❤️ I love how you are transported to the ‘mysterious world’ – it is just so, wonderfully mystical and oozing with spiritual aura. It is a joy that you can sense the peace, beauty and serenity of the Fens. Oh, you must visit if you can and I can’t wait to see the poems it inspires within you! 😀 It is a precious place to treasue.
The history of the area is amazing and although I dithered about including the factual information about Wicken Fen I’m glad it has been so well receieved. It does add context. Luckily the National Trust intervened before this area too was drained for farmland and it is inspiring how the 100-year project aims to reclaim even more land and return them to their original state. One can almost sense the floral and fauna celebrating with delight and imagine them flourishing in abundance in the years ahead!
Wishing you a wonderful weekend, my friend! hugs xx 😀🌻
A beautiful telling with such lyrical description. ❤
Bless! ❤️ Thank you so much, Debby. xx
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Such a lovely piece – you never disappoint, Annika.
Laura, thank you so much and I’m glad! 😀 I only want to keep on getting better! xx
Annika, what a fantastic post! ❤ Lovely, bewitching poem. I have been under the spell of wild places all of my life. The history of the fen and the gorgeous photos are so enjoyable. I am glad the area will be enlarged and restored close to its historical size. Thank you for sharing this lovely place!
Have a great weekend!
Cheryl, wow! Thank you so much for your wonderful comment and sorry for not replying earlier … I’ve been away on another short break and just catching up!
Aww .. it is fantastic how wild places are such a central part in your life – that is brilliant. They enrich our lives, give us serenity, guidance and inspiration! It has been a privelege to share about the precious mystical Fens and I’m in awe of the 100-year project for expansion. One can alsmot sense nature celebrating in jubilation!
Wishing you a special weekend! xx 😀❤️
Lovely poem and photos. Fascinating information, Annika!
Thank you so much, Debra … it’s been a joy to been inspired by such natural beauty and a delight to share my poem and photos here!
This is absolutely beautiful, Annika! Soothing for the Soul. Thanks so much for sharing such majestic beauty with us. 🙂 Blessings across the miles. xo
Awww … ‘Soothing for the Soul’! Just so, Natalie and the emotional bless rested within me long after! So glad you enjoyed my post and thank you for your lovely comment! Wishing you a peaceful and harmonious weekend! hugs xx ❤️
Lovely song of Nature and beautiful photos of Mother Earth 👌🙏🌷
Thattamma, thank you and I love how you see my poem as a song of Nature … just so! 😀 I love taking photos and the Fen has some wonderful views and I ‘played around’ with them a bit for this post to add atmosphere!
Thanks a lot for sharing this lovely posts for us 🌷🙏🌷
A wonderful jaunt. It ticks the beauty box, the history box and every other one too! Thanks for sharing your words and inspiration.
Mel, I’m one for ticking boxes and glad my post ticked all these boxes plus more! 😀 I love the word jaunt and haven’t heard that for a long time! It is enriching to visit places which are so varied and fulfill the soul and mind … the mystical element was totally unexpected and very inspiring!
and that sounds like a successful day out!
Such an amazing history lies beneath its calm and tranquil surface. Thanks for taking us along on your visit.
Lynette, how true and another blogger mentioned the sense of ‘wild’ in my poem and that is exactly what I felt when looking out upon the calm scene. At certain places I felt a tug to step over the balustrade and leap into the water and stride out! Very odd and powerful sensation!
Hi Annika – what a lovely poem and thank you for sharing your photos of the Wicken Fen and explaining what they are!
Thank you, Barbara! 😀 At first I had intended to write a separate post about the Fens but realised the poem lacked context … they are very unusual and specific to this area.
You know, this is a type of environment that I feel very much at home in. Peaceful and beautiful.
Neil, it has both peace and beauty in abundance … utter tranquility and a sense of stillness descended upon the visitors! 😀
I wish you could hear me applauding from across the miles, Annika! Excellent. 🙂
Bless! 😀 Mark, I think I heard the vague sound of applause … your comment has me beaming. Thank you so much!
I love the thin places were this world and the other blow kisses at each other. They are special and sacred. Not everyone is sensitive enough to feel them. Wonderfully told.
Wow! Pat, you capture the essence and otherwordliness perfectly – that is wonderful I love your description of the ‘ thin places were this world and the other blow kisses at each other’. Magical image and so true. You are right that not everyone can sense these precious magical moments … and I see them blundering on untouched. What a loss.
What a beautiful and magical place, Annika. I love your poem and thank you for taking us on the journey with you!
Thank you so much, Jan and wonderful you could come along too!😀 A mystical and spiritual visit to the Fens – and totally unexpected!
A unique area we only went close to once. I imagine living in that part of the country would feel lonely.
Janet, the area is unique. Obviously nothing too close to the Fens but a few villages and then of course, Ely and Cambridge! It must have been very lonely in olden days and quite a haunting place to live then!
This really is a beautiful poem and I enjoyed learning about this spot in East Anglia. I’ve never heard it mentioned by my relatives who live there.
Thank you, Robbie! 😀 It isn’t even too far from where I live and a place I’ve meant to visit but never got round to it until this time! You’ll have to recommend it to your relatives! 😀
Some places have a way of touching our very soul.
So true, Raosliene and they are precious experiences! 😀 I can’t wait to return to capture that magical essence again!
Brilliant and excellent poem, Annika and the pictures are so beautiful. A great historical place. Lovely.
Kamal, thank you so much! It is wonderful how nature and history are so magically combined here! I’m sorry, I thought I’d answered your lovely comment a long time ago! xx
It’s k dear. Take care and stay safe 💖💖💖💖
I was captivated by your poem, traveling with you to the fen, enjoying the nature spirits. Thank you Annika for sharing the beautiful poem, photos, and history of this place. Places that are preserved have a special feeling and aliveness when nature is allowed to flourish untouched by human interference.
Brad, your warmth and understanding for Wicken Fen and its mystical essence and natural beauty is a joy to read! Thank you so much!😀 As you say, it make a lot difference when nature is allowed to flourish ‘untouched by human interference’. To reach it we had to drive quite a way across a farmland landscape and if it had been allowed to drain to this would have been exactly the same. Now it is managed to allow animal and plant life to flourish, whilst at the same time continuing the tradition of sedge harvest. It will be a huge boon to the environment and for visitors if / when the massive expansion of the fenland takes place over the next 80 years as planned. Fingers crossed!
Thanks Annika. It sounds like a wonderful plan and place to visit.
Your poem immersed me in the sensation of the Fen. Though I’ve never been there, I feel as if this experience is mine, the lush description of your words filling me with imagery and spirituality. I thought the poem would end my visit and I lingered a moment on the final line – Into the arms of the mystical being. That would have been a fine ending, leaving me sated with serenity.
But you went on to describe the history and current state of Wicken Fen, and now I’m educated on a place of beauty and magic. Thank you for the photos and explanations, Annika. A lovely read this morning.
Shari, wow! I am deeply touched by the depth of your comment and your reaction to my poem – it’s just as if you were with me the whole time! It is heartwarming to know my words carried you along, you lingered on the moment of the final line and fell into the arms of the mystical being. Any doubts I had about the poem have been swept away by your words here. Thank you so much! ❤️
It means a lot that you enjoyed the second half of the post just as much – I seesawed between including this here or on another post separately. In the end I felt it added ccontext to the poem and the history is fascinating and the plans for the future are positive and hopeful! Glad you also like the photos – I tried to capture the magical and mystical essence of Wicken Fen.
Wishing you a wonderful weekend and you must be very excited for this evening’s first performance! Good luck! 😀
I enjoyed this post very much, Annika, both the poem and your article on the fens. Sounds like a magic place all right.
Elizabeth, it truly was magical and the enchanted mystical feeling stayed with me quite long after and I just had to write about it! I’m glad you feel the poem linked well with the information about the Fens – all new to me and I wanted to share it’s fascinating history, present state and view to the future!
Wonderful, Annika! Thanks so much for sharing your beautiful poem and its inspiration.
Bette, thank you so much … your poetry and encouragement to try writing poetry is seriously embedded within my psyche! This was again an original prose piece that turned into a poem as I was editing it! 😀 Love those magic momements of writing when it takes over! xx
I love how you describe this, Annika. I would love walking through there. I think there is much older wood than that tree, too. I seem to recall a wooden spear 400,000 years old. Touching it throws you back to a whole different world!
Jacqui, it is mind-bobbling when one tries to comprehend the thousands of years of history … truly puts us today in our place! 😀 Wow! A 400,000 years old spear is incredible and your final sentence is the start of a children’s book!
The whole idea of seeing a [probably] 4,000 year old tree boggles my mind. Your walk through the fen is fascinating. I knew of bogs, but not fens. And particularly not ones that have boardwalks through them. What a great place to spend a few hours wandering around.
Ally, it is astonishing to think one is looking at such an old tree … dug up from 4000 years ago and now left to decay naturally in our lifetime! Yes, bogs are quite different from the fens and I’ve experience of these on the moorland in the North of England (and losing a shoe to them!) The boardwalk was so special, striding out with confidence above the water, peering over the balustrade to spot wildlife, lots of benches along the way to pause and absorb the beauty and serenity! Thank you so much for coming along and for your lovely comment! Wishing you a wonderful weekend! xx
Your poem is fabulous, Annika. Truly inspired by that wonderful place. I love it when natural areas are preserved and made accessible, when someone from the past had the foresight to say “this place is important and should be protected long after I’m gone.” Isn’t it amazing how the land’s spirit is palpable if it’s allowed to a place? Thanks for taking me on the beautiful walk, sharing some history, and oh my, that poem carried me away. ❤
Oh, Wow!😀 Diana, thank you so much for your terrific and heartfelt comment – it means so much to me! I always value your opinion about writerly matters highly! I did think of you and your otherworldly writing after I’d finished this! Wicken Fen carried me to another place and this is one of those pieces that wrote itself – the first draft in prose but realised it was a poem when editing and re-writing!
It is a blessing that such places have been rescued and exist to this day … and a great step forward that they plan to massively extend the fenland. In today’s world, and especially England, the natural world and hence the spirits within them have been squeezed out to make way for industry, housing, roads etc. A depressing affect on the environment and also within the human soul and psyche.
Wishing you a wonderful and peaceful weekend, my friend! ❤️
I think our souls and psyches require those wild places. Their very real spirit connects to something primal at our core. And how awesome that it started as prose and ended up as a poem. That happens some times and it’s inescapable that the writing/subject leads us versus the other way around. It’s gorgeous, Annika.
Lovely post, Annika. Your poem elicited past moments in the wild places. 🙂
Mary Jo, thank you and I love how your perceive that sense of wildness within my poem! Just what I hoped to convey!😀
Lovely poem, Annika, and thank you for a fascinating article about a part of the country I don’t know at all.
Thank you, Mary! 😀 It’s to my shame that I haven’t visited here before as it is not even an hour away … I had no idea it would be so special. The history and their forward looking project is so interesting – at first I wondered whether to post separately but the two seemed to fit together perfectly!
Wonderfully mystical poem and photos ❤️
Thank you so much, Alethea! 😀 The mystical was totally unexpected at what I thought would be a beautiful walk … love how it seemed to envelop me! Glad you liked the photos too and I had fun ‘playing’ around with them a bit to add atmosphere! Hope you’re keeping well ad have a lovely weekend. xx
I enjoyed coming along with you visit to Wicken Fen, as well as the poem it inspired. It’s always wonderful to experience the spirit of a place. (I hadn’t heard the term “fen” before.)
Liz, it’s been a joy to have you along on the visit and I’m sure you felt the magic aura of the Fen! 😀
Although I vaguely knew of the word Fen it is particularly for these low, flat, wet lands, especially in the east of England. It does have a sense of fey about it!
Yes, I did feel the magic aura of the Fen!
What a beautiful area with an interesting history, perfectly portrayed in your poetry.
Bless, thank you so much, Norah! 😀 The sense of enchantment was powerful and not many places where I’ve felt something so incredible!
It’s exhilarating to visit somewhere like that.
I enjoyed your poem and your writing about the fens. You made it come alive with words.
Such a beautiful poem and a wonderful history. You had me right there with you!
Donna, it’s lovely to have you join me on the boardswalks! 😀 At first I hesitated whether to include the history of the Fens but without realised it didn’t give any context to my poem. So glad you enjoyed both elements of the post! xx
Anne, thank you and that’s exactly what I hoped … to bring the magic aura and landscape of the Fens to life! Hope you have a lovely weekend! xx
Beautiful poem, Annika! Thank you for the escape. It brightened my morning.❤️
Jill, I’m so happy that my post lit up your morning … it’s lovely to have a positive and uplifting start to the day. Wishing you a wonderful weekend, my friend! xx ❤️
Wonderful poem, beautiful imagery💗 Thank you for sharing what inspired you! The place seems truly magical😊
Awww … thank you so much! 😀 The words have been mulling around in my mind since the visit and it’s special when a place can be so inspiring. I felt a sense of magic even immediately upon arrival!
Magestic! I could visualise the scenic view before my eyes. Good work mate!
Thank you for introducing this wonderful place to me. I loved the poem and post is so beautiful that I would really love to visit the place.
Joyce, thank you so much for your wonderful comment and it’s lovely that you now long to visit the Fens yourself!
It was my pleasure.😊
Wonderful post about the fens. Thank you for sharing. I wrote a post about the fens https://observationblogger.com/2019/10/04/waterland-1992-stephen-gyllenhaal-fridays-finest/
Thank you so much, Matthew! I appreicate the link to your film review. It’s one I’ve never heard of but after my visit to the Fen would be intriguged to see one day.
It’s a really good movie. I hope you get to see it. The book by Graham Swift won the Booker Prize and is worth a read as well. Have a wonderful day.