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Churchfield Road Acton
Some say that you are now shabby I reserve my opinion Musicians and artists Have been born Along this road And when young Would have watched the trains From the level crossing gates Which even today is a pleasant occupation
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British Artists
July Change Your whole garden Has been consumed By a dry fire But do not worry As the pastel music Will douse the flames Rye Harbour I sense saturation The sea dominates this work But remains unseen Nothing is natural Save for the salt grasses And the white light
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Barbados at Fifty
Yesterday I saw a purple bumble bee At an international rugby match To my knowledge nobody else saw the creature As they were too busy discussing Barbados at fifty Silk spools And the sparse trees of Sunningdale A bumble bee was seen at the England v Argentina rugby international held at Twickenham on the […]
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Breakfast with Phillip and his Sisters
Every morning my brother Phillip And his two sisters Share breakfast with me We normally have toast and marmalade But now as the days are getting shorter And the mornings darker We are choosing porridge And other warm cereals
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Thoughts on Colour
When I am tired I often think about colour Red it is much loved by landscapes Green is only found in derelict houses Blue as we all know is the colour of locusts And yellow although fickle is a friendly colour
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La Stefina
Wears blue even on the warmest of days She has taught me all I know about the loyalty of colour It is now November The days are short and the light is harsh A month ago colour was everywhere I had hoped that it would not fade But is has been swept away By the […]
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Chameleons (Lunch Hour P5)
The beach near the pumice slopes was empty when I arrived Which angered me With a little difficulty I found a room for the night There was a note under my pillow Be at the beach at nine no later This is very important The note was not signed I did not dream or at […]
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Stromboli (Lunch Hour P4)
Three days later I was on a boat to Stromboli I had left the car on the mainland and only took the quote from Eliot with me for luck It was in my jacket pocket Next to the gun Folded neatly I had decided to go to Stromboli as I was puzzled by Lipari I […]
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Conversations with my Mother (Lunch Hour P3)
There were no attempts on my life during May and June and I fell into something of a summer stupor at the villa I spent a lot of time around the pool with my host and his wife although I ensured that my gun was always nearby My host and his wife seemed to me […]
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In Italy (Lunch Hour P2)
I am hiding in Italy in a villa in the hills I know that I am being tailed As different cars pass the gates each day And park just out of sight They think I am going to make contact with others During my stay But after seventeen years in jail I am tired and […]