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Long Compton

Long Compton
by Shelly Bryant

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Danish troops
on the hillside stopped
dead in their tracks

silently they keep watch
over the northern gate
never English soil to tread

from an old hag’s lips
a lonely laugh
brushes their stone cold ears

its undying echo
centuries after her victory
carried on winter winds

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Shelly Bryant spends half of each year in Singapore teaching English literature, and the other half in Shanghai studying Chinese language. She loves to read, write, cycle, and travel. Her poems have appeared in numerous small press publications, and there are plans in the works for her first collection of poetry to be released late in 2009. You can visit her website.

Where do you get the ideas for your poems?

I would like to have some fantastic explanation, like saying that aliens visit me once a quarter to give me ideas. But then, on top of being untrue, that would do an injustice to any intelligent life that exists out there. The fact is, I get my ideas the old fashioned way — lots of reading, some research, and listening to what is going on around me. Long walks or long cycling trips help flesh out the ideas.

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