Chimney & Bobbin

I  Chimneys

He flows down,
down the familiar stubble path.

Only the tall chimneys see
his quietly exuberant descent;

his jazzy swing
towards the factory door.

Industrial Landscape by Julian Trevelyan, 1937 (© Trevelyan Estate)









II  Bobbins

Sound evaporates in rows
of endless bobbins.
Fellow workers
freckle blurred light.

She selects a bobbin and
tests the yarn between her fingertips.
A strand more precious than
the forest spun neatly round her head.
She returns the bobbin
to its shelf of spinning desires.

Girl with Bobbin by Humphrey Spender, 1937 










poems © Hatty Mare 2014