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                                     the windmill

                           no longer held the landscape
                           against the sky the sky

                           was greying now
                           the marshland to rest

                           a single finger of cloud
                           across the early moon

 

 

 

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clouds wormhole: com- / mute
evening wormhole: Soir Bleu, 1914
grey wormhole: 08:55
moon wormhole: that comicbookshop in dreams,
sky & stillness wormhole: ‘stunted trees …’

 

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