Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Thursday, 23 June 2016
They imagined themselves wise ...
I marked my cross with the
ballot pencil
-
It was early morning -
I'd walked past the sheep grazing in the water meadows -
In polling booths all over the divided land, innocents imagined themselves wise -
09.30
Thursday 23 June 2016
East Stoke
Dorset
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