On National Poetry Day Jo Bell tasked me to write a poem about being on a train and travelling from London to Manchester and *not* being able to go to poetry events.  I'd just done my first day at the Barbican and was commuting back home.  This is what came out.

Across England there are homes.
In pubs and streets and library waiting 
rooms.
Places I could turn up, call my home
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