Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Sunday, 10 April 2022
Ghosts wearing corduroy ...
We walked through quiet fields to Abbotsbury -
Pine trees shaded the old railway line -
We passed a platelayer's hut made of tarry sleepers -
I saw ghosts there wearing corduroy -
I heard their soft voices -
I warmed myself before their coals -
29 March 2022
Abbotsbury
Dorset
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