I sat for 45 minutes in the undercroft – which includes archeological pieces from the Romans, Saxons, Normans, medieval period through to the present, as well as the treasury, tombs, and a chapel – and wrote the following poem, while the York Minster Choir (men and boys’ voices) rehearsed for evensong overhead:
Great stone cover
Death arches over
Crystal gothic space
Carven like lace
Choir voices sing
With a prisoned ring
Muffled from above.
Heart entombed in love
List’ning without sight
Sits the anchorite.
By Karla
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