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Soundless the snow is falling outside the cave inside I hear the echo of the forefathers when the tide is low I search for their footprints looking for drops of blood soon covered by white sheets of heaven travelling through wide open land a new journey of no return
I took a photo of this poem somewhere in Iceland… but sadly I cannot remember where… maybe someone recognizes it?
The beautiful villages and moors around Haworth that inspired the literary work of the Brontë sisters. Photography by Andrew Fowler.
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