A landscape’s engrained.
Differentiated perception
gives name to, tries to
surface the unfathomable.
And coming up that slope,
up a last stretch of path
which seemed to give out
before you spotted footprints
in mud beyond slabs of granite –
there we were, at a vantage,
looking out and down
on mountain woodland,
unintended spectacle.
Image: Marina Shiderova; text: Tom Phillips
