I turned away from vain staring down the line
for a train that would not come
and found trees beyond the station.
Viewed from Bracknell’s municipal greyness
their greens were varied and splendid
their depth intriguing
a beckoning call to some other place.
I probably saw wasteland
“Soon to be redeveloped”
but, for second or two, it was Faery.
Then the train came.
Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Glimpse was first published by Wild Pressed Books in the anthology New Towns edited by Robert Francis. Available here