*Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë is one of my favourite novels and I have visited the Brontë parsonage at Haworth in Yorkshire a couple of times. I loved reading Benjamin’s poem and I hope you do too. ❌Carolyn.*
The jawline of the moors chiselled
By craggy stones with sunken marsh mouths
Swallowed in years of hollowed anguish
A fleece cloud overhead Rambles across the sky of torment
Before fading in to a grey slumber
(This poem is inspired by the novel and film versions of Wuthering Heights.)
Wuthering Heights – a poem by Benjamin Fastnedge
VIXEN of VERSE 
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