Well, well, well,welcome home!!
I/we missed you.
Lovely poem with nice sideways social comment and some wry paradoxes in
there.
Not just taking pulses on your rounds it seems.
But hey! welcome back.
Arthur.
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From: "alderoak" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Sunday, September 28, 2003 11:37 AM
Subject: New sub: Whitwick Pit
Whitwick Pit
Two care homes slug it out on Albert Road.
Daughters choose
between red brick or stucco
and pilasters.
The brochure doesn't mention
the damp course and foundations
buried in the clinker
of a redeveloped yard.
Philippino nurses, mass-produced and smiling,
dispense two cans of beer a day
and shovel mashed potato.
George sits by the window with a view
of other windows.
The winding wheel dismantled, he remembers how his shoulders
heaved the darkness out of Leicestershire
on trucks that lit a nation.
Terri )O(
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