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Elegy to a plum tree
Preamble: it took the death of a friend to push me into at last trying free verse, and quite frankly it makes me nervous.
Decades proud
You were of this land long before the moving bone-bags appeared
claiming paper-thin possession.
Still, generous to a fault, you shared the profits of your growth.
I wonder how many generations you trained
in the art of pick-your-own?
Lips on g...
Sunday 7th April 2019 9:28 pm
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