Bradford Woolens

From all over the world they flocked to your mills

To caress the fleece of your flock,

Frizze at Frizinghall

Luster at Lister

Shearing at Salts

Worsted at Whetley

Bales at Brighouse

Combers at Cannon

Dyeing at Drummond

My city would sing to the spin,

Now our mouths are plugged, gasping.

© Jennifer Wilson

 

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