Friday, 27 November 2020

Day in the life...

The Garden

-- Green belt dusk
seeps into night.
The garden settles.

Green Line bus
pushes on 
through the 
countryside.

-- A cupped hand.
The invisible
Old Holborn glow 
stalks the end 
of the Garden.

A voice calls 
into the darkness.

Whatever happened
in Flanders remains...

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