I've had my jab -
The gentle dowager smiled -
Which arm she asked -
I thought of Eyam and the names remembered there -
The stones scattered in the sunlit field -
Brightness still falling from the air -
Each day more names -
More than now could be remembered in a single field -
Saturday 13 February 2021
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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