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The Hung Parliament. May2010
The Hung Parliament. May2010
May’s long days light the leaves,
Unfurling from the woodland trees,
At roadside, garden, park and wood,
The lime, horse-chestnut, last the ash.
The buds relax and sepals fall,
Discarded cradles drift on paths.
The midges rise to meet the sap,
High lies the nests, the drey, the starch.
Below slim saplings bend and ...
Tuesday 11th May 2010 10:01 pm
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