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HOMECOMING
HOMECOMING
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Back from the combatzones
Of the rest of Europe
And patriotic ticker-tape parades,
England's sons
Had no homes
To come back to
In the mid-1940s.
Military camps
Luxury flats
City hotels
Were abandoned.
Fears of air raids
By Nazi planes
Dropping bombs
Power outages
Cities blown to the bare bricks
Sent every...
Wednesday 19th February 2025 11:32 pm
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outside the window,
an ocean of poppies,
red like denial.
she watched them day-in-day-out,
from sunset to the first shards of sunlight
which crept through their stems
and reflected the underside of their petals.
from this she saw veins, a tiny network of
lines like join-up-the-dots,
a motorway map
thin like emotion.
dadd went to war ...
Monday 27th June 2011 7:05 am
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