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Monday, 20 January 2014

21. willows

In silent mourning
the willow
beside a tarmac stream.
Its watery companion
usurped by fume
and ‘progress’.
Rainstorms try to reclaim
their lost territory
in sodden salvoes.
A torrent
of angry motorists
discharge broadside bombardments
across the pathway
wetting the feet of the trees,
bringing reminiscences
from within the rings.

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