Steep slope banked grass-edged sidewalks; carriageway, cut in, a strip of
torrential surface flow. Flies haloing wheelie bins.
Too hot for England, trees brown and weeping all varieties.
And, under all, motion, tarmacadam fracturing over twisting roots, a
man-hole tilted.
Above, many more insects than fat houseflies. A magpie waiting in a flower
garden. The island is full of over-sweet and amplified sound.
Small valley bottom, bright sky fluxed between parti-multi-walls, faux
tudor, crazed roof-tiles, pigeons, a small variety of shops, few people
shuffling between them, cars going through the crossroads on their way to
centre their occupants.
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suburban Surrey
taken 15:00 14th August 2001
developed evening of 14th August 2001
printed 00:15 PoetryEtc 15th August 2001
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