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embroidery
how much of these reels remainstretched so long in our wakewe lose the golden threads in twilightcatching only rare glintssnagged by sunsetstrung over hills hazed by evening mistthat fogs the vales we negotiatedthrough ill-lit phases of many moonswhen we lay awakeeach hearing lone minutes unspoolwe cannot prevent this cord running outbut have we enough in Read more
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From Leeds
enjoying the green space by the cathedralspire pricking the blue autumn skystopping me, now a local, to askwould you take some pictures pleasefirst alone, then with my friendlandscape then portraitmobile then iPadwe’re going home tomorrowto the other city of woolthe one of the hanging sheep ~ CLP 16/09/2021 Read more
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Otter
less curious of usyou curl back belowto twist and curve through straggled reedscontinuing your pursuitof perch or roachyour steady exhalationpops free in tiny splashesfrom bursting bubbles of CO2that trace your submarine pathacross the Yare to the sticky bankgrowing from the falling tideslick as the mud you move incolour of the Yare that feeds youyou halt Read more