And those Dutch lowlands...
On 12/14/05, Patrick Mc Manus <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Ah those south rising breasts
> P inspired P
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> poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Roger Day
> Sent: 14 December 2005 12:29
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> Subject: snapshot
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> every day I pass the cyclops eye on the way to work
> green shrubs set in a combe in the hill
> with sadness it surveys the traffic running across its chest
> we long for silence, for when birds were the only herald of day
> every so often, a tractor will renew its cardigan, trim it's fringe
> in winter a white shawl surrounds her head and shoulders
> Today I realised her breasts rose south, Chapel Hill
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