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Davy I misread as bugloss blowing in the field (much better methinks) Love to the whole of Leicester and surrounding regions Patrick poetaster first class,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, -----Original Message----- From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of David Bircumshaw Sent: 29 April 2009 09:34 To: [log in to unmask] Subject: Snap I was walking by the cathedral, coming out of town,and came to a halt at the line of scouts marching for St George. It was Sunday and this was a delayed parade and my mind went back to the blue bound school log books the head allowed me to quarry and the repeated thump of reports on Empire Day. And I thought of bugles blowing somewhere, and mud fields as bands now began a march a trumpet blow. -- David Bircumshaw "Nothing can be done in the face of ordinary unhappiness" - PP Website and A Chide's Alphabet http://www.staplednapkin.org.uk The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk No virus found in this incoming message. Checked by AVG - www.avg.com Version: 8.5.287 / Virus Database: 270.12.7/2085 - Release Date: 04/28/09 18:02:00