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Saltaire Dreams
The mill looms hulking in the dim distance,
looms now long-stilled but filled with pictures
crafted by Hockney, some of his Bradford
long-remembered when he as a lad, would
sketch the hills and mills with broad strokes
but some more contemporary: coal smoke
swapped for cooler pool or beach scenes
or the bold new Wolds canvases: deep greens
and thick line...
Wednesday 16th March 2016 10:53 pm
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