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An Englishman in Israel
An Englishman in Israel
Jewels in the sand.
From a giant cushion of cloud I descend,
into evening sun-setting on the Middle East.
Blue into grey, into orange, into white
and finally falling back into blue.
Ground comes up to greet us as we seem to pass through tall bushy trees, โฆ
โฆ into what?
Had someone thrown jewels on a desert floor? Some gold, some silver, and some whit...
Monday 17th August 2020 3:04 pm
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