
Andy Marshall's Genius Loci Digest: 26 Sep 2025
Your poets saw darkness here, and nothing more, but in the cerulean sky we are mirrors catching the sun.
Your poets saw darkness here, and nothing more, but in the cerulean sky we are mirrors catching the sun.
Reading between the lines through the buildings and streets of Bury and Ramsbottom.
At Hopwood, where Byron’s feet had trod, lumpy clods of plaster had fallen, making their presence known beneath my soles - prickly protestations at the status quo.
Refined Reflections: The Best of Genius Loci
Refined Reflections: The Best of Genius Loci
Refined Reflections: The Best of Genius Loci
If you listen carefully, there are nooks that still echo the sounds of people that toiled here once. They are sounds that reside within the nominology of place. It is a prose wrenched from the ice, grit and shale of the valley.
That such an exotic thing with Angkor Watt curves can be hidden within the ballast of a grim winter's day is quite remarkable.
A nod to Banister Fletcher: Timber Framed Buildings
✨ Wondering why I ask for support?
An Anxiety of Memberships