(a mere doodle this but very much a snapshot from the other day)
Eastwood
In the White Peacock
dodging rain
opposite number 8a
(three up two down)
Victoria Street
looking down out o’ town
past the brick faced
Wesleyan Chapel
Over the rolling hills
over the dip and rise
and running
flung green ground
--
David Bircumshaw
"A window./Big enough to hold screams/
You say are poems" - DMeltzer
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