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Easington Colliery

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They strain towards the light.

Blinded by a death

in black and white.

Stood in a puddle of water

its darkness climbing legs

like sweet peas.

Tickling those hardened

by the tenebrous earth.                                                         Photograph by Keith Pattison

Leaching tears since ’51.

                                                                                               

© Winston Plowes 2012                                                         

 

coal mining

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winston plowes

Tue 8th May 2012 11:24

Hi Cynthia , changed the 'You' to 'They', thx. better I think. Win

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sun 6th May 2012 16:03

Win, I missed this intent by relating the poem to the picture, and misinterpreting the 'You" and 'a puddle of water'. Having read the comments, I realize these were 'miners'. Maybe, I might have picked up the reference but " 'a' puddle of water" really threw me off too. Probably just me.

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John Coopey

Sat 28th Apr 2012 18:15

I think I've been down this one, Win. It had one of the shortest MATs(Machine Available Time)in the country because they mined so far out under the sea.
I also had cause to visit on a number of occasions after it had closed as I ran the Jobshops for redundant mineworkers nationally.
Powerful imagery, Win.

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winston plowes

Sat 28th Apr 2012 13:02

Hello there and thankyou for your comments. Earlier this year I visited the North East coast ex mining towns of Blackhall and Easington Colliery. The town is still called that despite the pit closing in 1993. There is a road there with an avenue of trees planted to mark the passing of the 83 men who died in the disaster of 1951. It is a place overflowing with memories and history. Win

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Sat 28th Apr 2012 12:55

Evocative words Win.
To find so much to think about in so few words is lovely. Bringing in the sweet peas as together with the darkness is just brilliant as is the tickling and the hardened..In fact the whole mix of growth and its use is super work. :)

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Yvonne Brunton

Sat 28th Apr 2012 11:07

you have captured the claustrophobic fears so well in a few lines. brilliant images and the sweet pea simile emphasising the harsh disparity between their cheery, sunlit world and the dank,gloom below the surface. I found this really chilling. I could feel myself actually underground. I live in Doncaster and there are many here who would empathise with this, Win.

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