NIGHTRUNNING ON HACKNEY MARSHES
Above sodden earth, misty breaths rose up from the marsh.
And twenty souls armed with with each other, ran.
Hup.
Puddle and crack.
Huh, Huh, Huh,
hu, hu,
Huh, Huh, Huh
… & so on
Night
is a charmer.
In a circle, in a dream, blindly led by bone, we swayed weight, took turns, swivvelled down,
and up
and some back
and some forward
and some siding, some siding.
I swear I saw eighteen devils writhing then.
And then again, we ran. Snaking our way away from those mushy edges, to where the East beats. And we sang
Happy Birthday to Antonio,
a little brittle at first it was,
but soon it rang sweet, sweet
and crystal
like a bear
(Nightrunning happened from 6pm on Friday 14th November 2014, Hackney Marshes, East London with twenty participants – led by myself and james cross)

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