Further to yesterday’s posting, this is a recent poem that revisits the horse-witch phenomenon, and it is in my collection Farming the Poems that can be downloaded for free here.

This poem refers to Arthur Brown, the farmer and horseman who with his wife owned the cottage I first lived in, on my own at age 17, in Belstead Village, Suffolk.  He and Maud were the most wonderful, loving and inspirational surrogate parents to a wild, independent teenager: sweet, honest, generous, wise. More details at the above link.