Underworld; 23.10.2017

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Tuesday 29th November

IN PASSING:

Parked up on a ridge during the morning poetry run to watch a mustard smudge obscure the horizon. The staves of the power lines of the Nation Grid cut the view from left to right, solemn & black, as radio broadcasters took turns to mourn the passing of another good man.

(K)

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