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on time
I was chatting to an old man todayHe said he remembers workingAround Covent Garden and Neal’s YardIt must have been forty years agoQuite a while, I agreedAs I walked on my wayI realised, I was there then tooGoodness he looked quite oldI haven’t checked in with my mirror yet~ CLP 04/10/2024 Read more
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on luck
People use the phraseSliding doors momentWhat is that about?Is it a Ships in the night thing?Or better than that?At least you can put a foot in the way of a sliding doorI supposeYes, act before it’s too lateDon’t miss the busMake sure the stable door is firmly shutWhile the horse is in its stallChomping at… Read more
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on numbers
These are people you talk ofWith flesh ripped from bonesLife’s blood running in guttersThese are homes you surveyNow brick and dustThese their towns and villagesYour rockets reduce to desertFruit left to rot in orchardsOf splintered wood~ n.b. I am not taking sides as if this were a sport. Hundreds have died in Lebanon because of… Read more
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on gratitude
It feels likeNothing beforeEver happenedBut everythingThat happened beforeMade all thisPossible~ CLP 24/09/2024 Read more

I write as I wonder as I wander.
