‘There’s a nice café over there, In the next street,’ The lady said, And because she was nice, We thought we’d try it. In the
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Nearing the end in an English winter
Towards the end of the year The sky is moulded of steel and bronze, Dull clouds hang heavy –an inverted bowl That presses down on
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Poems: England — On Taking Off at Heathrow
A journey of hope. On Taking Off at Heathrow If I see England from a cabin port – Lanes deep in shadow, hedgerows frosted gold
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Poems: England — Tavistock Square Garden
A reflection across the generations. Tavistock Square Garden Why do I weep as I enter this place? Is it the autumn sun between the trees
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A change of scene
Annie liked theatre but Tom didn’t, and that was the trouble. They were in the London Pantheon, and the curtains had just parted to reveal
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