I'm in The Old Granary -
Warmed by a wood burning stove -
The deer hound in the ironmongers is hunkered down -
Gentle hip hop's playing -
I'm reading Germinal -
That Zola !
Those miners, in that flat dire land -
Those pits -
Each page sends you reeling -
I read then in a newspaper about food banks -
Pinched lives -
Immiseration -
We need a Zola -
A calling out of lies -
A j'accuse !
A burning pen -
Friday 15 November 2019
The Old Granary
Wareham
Dorset
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