Rivers - Turner, Frank

our history runs down our rivers, down our rivers to the sea, reminds us of the things that matter, home and hearth and history, and all our sins will be forgiven, washed away to set us free, by the rivers that run through our homesteads, by myth and modal melody, i trace these rivers from the cities to the seas, to remind me of what i already know, i traced the shorelines through a thousand estuaries, to remind me: an island is my home, an island is my home, i traveled far across this country, northumberland to the southern downs, i wandered up the rolling humber, and down the thames to london town, and countless lives were lived and lingered, in the cotswolds and the fells, and left a tapestry called england"