Ancient Streets

Rye is like an old

Beautifully jeweled brooch

Worn at South-England’s throat,

As land gives way to Channel:

The Tillingham mates with the Brede

And both mix in the Rother

The sweet and the salt waters,

Below Watchbell Street and under

The eyes of Ypres Tower,

Last dry land or first island,

A place between past and future,

A historic present to speak of

In a language of salty silence

That is sweet on every tongue.


Patric Dickinson From “Poems From Rye”

It was quite amazing wandering the ancient streets of this beautiful port city. Here are a few samples of the narrow and charming streets, some covered with cobblestone, some with blocks.

September 19-20, 2016


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