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Spring on the south Devon coast: alexanders (horse parsley), the light and the wind, birds and insects; humans talking...
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Spring on the south Devon coast: alexanders (horse parsley), the light and the wind, birds and insects; humans talking...
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Moving house, throwing things out.
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I wrote this poem, Early in April, a year ago. This year, outside my window, the damson is flowering again with its outrageous vitality, its blossom a white fire in the northerly wind. The cycle of nature, the contrast between the watersmeet of unreason in damsonworld and the delta of despair of human reason, seem particularly relevant now.
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A silly old fool remembers...