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A Totnes Poem
by Matt Harvey
This is the place 


Totnes, Transition Town astride the Dart,

we’re twinned with Vire, and Narnia. And Sirius.


A confluence of head and hand and heart

that draws the questing and the curious.


Up from the Plains, through East Gate Arch, the climb

Is steeped in story, layered over time.


The present and the past run parallel:

rood screen, gargoyle, photovoltaic cell,


our shops organic, homegrown, fairly traded

busker-beguiled and seagull-serenaded.


And if you’re lost, don’t worry, help is near.

Ask anyone, they’ll tell you: YOU ARE HERE

Listen to Matt reading the poem
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