Bypasses and ringroads
motorbikes and cars
modern modes of transport
leave their gaping scars upon this land
so green and pleasant,
we yearn for times gone by
but gazing at the narrow-boat
I wonder if our eye has rose-tinted
our view of the water-born
workhorse, now driven for pleasure
coal-carrying forgotten as we
pursue times of leisure and joy.
The canals were our highways,
industry was fuelled by these watery
paths – fumes, dust and noise
clogging the arteries of England’s
long spine.