Ashton Meadows

 

The site is beautiful. It is organic. It is urban. It is both. It is the best of both.

It is concrete, tarmac and metal.

It is water, clay, trees and grass.

It is dark, damp, dull.

It is used, disused and misused.

It is cared for. It is neglected.

It is empty. It is quiet.

It is part park, but no-one lingers. It is a thoroughfare. A desire line, with minimal desire.

It has a history.

It has a future. There is building work.

It is loud with the clack of travelling vehicles.

It is open space, covered space.

It was a place.

It is named. Its name is unknown.

It is not now a place.

It will be place again.

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