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Slipstitch Day
It was a hot slipstitch day,
The swallows ran invisible thread across the sky
And farmers unpicked lines of wheat
In woven fields that stretched to
Plump cushioned trees -
Where we lay together against dew dangled threads,
Gazing at the eye of the needle -
So distant, so warm;
Whose gentle rays pulled the grass
Til it was hedgerow high.
Then we touched: ...
Saturday 27th July 2013 4:47 pm
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