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on birdsong
frost feathers windscreenssharp lunarian lightblackbird’s confusion ~ n.b. City living can be exhausting, not least when an excess of light blurs night with day. Birdsong can be heard at all hours, under a clear sky when a full moon rises. ~ CLP 22/12/2021 →
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on morning
colour brings out shapeshape becomes solidityscene set for day’s play ~ CLP 14/12/2022 →
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on morning
woken by birdsongaware of shifting cars belowman vomits in street ~ n.b. It must be Monday. CLP →
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on light
all this light aboutto be blocked off, deflectedits time to rise up ~ n.b. This medieval city is inexorably being squashed by property developers and a city council happy to see the skyline of church towers and steeples disappear behind a curtain wall of concrete, steel and glass. CLP 29/11/2021 →
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Normal
November has been mild, againwe’re not used to the cold anymorethis is how it should behow it always was beforeI said that the leaves had more colourdropped sooner, quicker, more completelythan last yearmy friend couldn’t rememberwho would?normal is just what we’re used to nownot what went beforewe older ones recallpicking blackberries after schoolwhen summer stretched →
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