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                                   hot summer
                                   morning

                                   it quickly
                                   clouded over

                                   the wind blew
                                   the trees
                                   the thunder
                                   rumbled

                                   in a dark corner
                                   Carol sat –

                                   her suntanned
                                   legs in white
                                   socks and pink
                                   dressing gown –

                                   pulling faces

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

Carol wormhole: “King …”
clouds wormhole: on the raised patio reading Plath
faces wormhole: [start where you are III] – delve
Genesta Road wormhole: 1977
morning & trees wormhole: thar she perched
pink wormhole: Trinity Arts
white wormhole: I’ve only just realised / after so many decades / that the smell of neglected land is lilac buddleia
wind wormhole: prologue-ing

 

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