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                on the walk to the
                abandoned sound mirrors

                so many grasses and plants leaning
                and reaching over

                flatlands holding
                intricate and vivid colour

                oblivious to the
                curvèd and convex concrete –

                morning custard on girder-stick stems
                gantried up to the sky


Romney Marsh Sound Mirrors




green wormhole: polystyrene / boulderscape
morning wormhole: the balance necessary between
sky wormhole: mauve
walking wormhole: all the low clouds keeping pace / through the train window, / always arriving, whether fast or / slow, but never actually moving
yellow wormhole: Bridgnorth