I'd been telling her about door knocking in Swanage -
I remembered the woman who told me it's a sea of blue here -
I'd looked into the hallway of her small house - I smelt air scented by disappointments -
Not too far away, a man had said I never talk about politics, not on this doorstep, not on this street -
18.30
Tuesday 21 April 2015
The Old School House
East Stoke
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