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On the Street xii
Smiles become tight lips Breaths held, sentences halted Nothing to hear here ~ n.b. At first I thought this phenomena may be an unsociable characteristic of city life, but realised it is a new courtesy amongst the unmasked, a show of respect for passing fellow pedestrians with white hair; not breathing out, postponing the moment Read more
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On The Street xi
~ No longer gold-paved Whittington has turned away Back to the country ~ n.b. I refer you to the story of Dick Whittington and (appropriately for this FaceBook age) his cat. The cat ended up quite wealthy too. CLP 10/10/2020 Read more
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On the Street x
Photo quality printer gutted, abandoned; news unfit to print ~ CLP 09/10/2020 Read more
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On the Street ix
Lost in rain-drenched leaves Camouflaged by shades of brown Spotted by kind eyes ~ n.b. So what if I cancelled my cards after waiting on the phone to the bank for fifty minutes? I came home to this in my postbox, with a very soggy wallet; everything present and correct. Thank you, Mark. ~ CLP Read more
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On the Street vii
~ Grey, cool rain persists Days run together down drains Mingling with lost years ~ CLP 06/10/2020 Read more
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On the Street vi
Gutters now blocked by leaves, twigs and dropped masks We’re facing a flood ~ CLP 05/10/2020 Read more
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