The Greno Woods Poem

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Ian McMillan, the renowned 'Barnsley Poet', very kindly wrote a poem to support the Greno Woods Appeal. The poem is called 'I Like a Wood'. Enjoy it below, and make sure to take time to listen to Ian reading it aloud, which is a real treat.

Click here to listen to Ian reading his poem.

With our thanks to Ian McMillan
Additional thanks to Joe Glentworth for the recording equipment and expertise

I Like a Wood

I’ve got to confess I like a glade;
A tent made of leaves, a tree-shelter,
Somewhere to sit in the afternoon shade
And say, quietly
I do like a glade.

I’ve got to confess I like a copse;
A branch of a twig office, a root-shed
Somewhere to sit where time just stops
And say, slowly,
I do like a copse.

I’ve got to confess I like a wood;
A trunk-palace, a bird-street
Somewhere to sit that’s fulfilling, complete,
And say, happily,
I do like a wood.

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I Like a Wood

I’ve got to confess I like a glade; A tent made of leaves, a tree-shelter, Somewhere to sit in the afternoon shade And say, quietly I do like a glade.

I’ve got to confess I like a copse; A branch of a twig office, a root-shed Somewhere to sit where time just stops And say, slowly, I do like a copse.

I’ve got to confess I like a wood; A trunk-palace, a bird-street Somewhere to sit that’s fulfilling, complete, And say, happily, I do like a wood.

I’ve got to confess I like a glade;
A tent made of leaves, a tree-shelter,
Somewhere to sit in the afternoon shade
And say, quietly
I do like a glade.

I’ve got to confess I like a copse;
A branch of a twig office, a root-shed
Somewhere to sit where time just stops
And say, slowly,
I do like a copse.

I’ve got to confess I like a wood;
A trunk-palace, a bird-street
Somewhere to sit that’s fulfilling, complete,
And say, happily,
I do like a wood.