GO YOUR OWN WAY
hey’re the muddy shortcuts over the grass by the bus stop. They’re the free-flowing trails cutting through the park, mocking the neatly metalled official routes they run beside. They’re the well-used tracks on far-off hillsides, the ones the sheep and rabbits know. ‘Desire paths’ are organic ways through the landscape, informal and anarchic, created by walkers, not planners. In their book , the poets Paul Farley and Michael Symmons Robert write:
