With Fairlight in the Welsh borders

Groan thru breast and neck, a great Oh! to earth heart
Calling our Presence together
The great secret is no secret
Senses fit the winds,
Visible is visible,
rain-mist curtains wave through the bearded vale,
gray atoms wet the wind’s kabbala
Crosslegged on a rock in dusk rain,
rubber booted in soft grass, mind moveless,
breath trembles in white daisies by the roadside,
Heaven breath and my own symmetric
Airs wavering thru antlered green fern
drawn in my navel, same breath as breathes thru Capel-Y-Ffn,
Sounds of Aleph and Aum
through forests of gristle,
my skull and Lord Hereford’s Knob equal,
All Albion one.

Verse from ‘Wales Visitation’, by Allen Ginsberg.

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A few weeks ago we headed to the Welsh borders with our friends at Fairlight bicycles to put builds of their two signature models, the Strael and the Secan, to the test on the lanes, gravel tracks and mountain roads that sit in the shadow of Twmpa.

Below are some photographs from the trip.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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