Winston Plowes camped outside Poetry&Words every morning, inviting passers-by to take a spin on his poetic cycling machine. Here is the second of the poems he created in this way…
Photo by Maisy Howell
Between
Between them there was a fantastic wheel of love
The light came through like a chain from heaven
A tranquil journey
just off the map
on the open track
urban sweat, country rain
Joyful saddle, heavy machine
A no-hands Grifter
I was rolling
healthy in my head,
words awake
Smooth spokes
and rubber wheels
get me home
The light came through like a chain from heaven
Between them there was a fantastic wheel of love
Poetry&Words at Glastonbury Festival 