stones of communication
a poetical response following close observation: pebbles for rivers of stones
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Friday, 16 September 2016
Wanting to hang washing out
It has to end somewhere, of course
but how annoying that the distant blue
to south and west
has stayed just as far away all day
and the part-blanket of cloud remained.
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