Monday 8th September

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ALL THE STARS:

The morning sun turns to face the sky, it’s light
the colour of copper corn stubble surrounding us.
Low mist hugs the earth, solitary bird on a wire watches
single silent silver car slip slow between the fields.
And all the stars forget their names & fade as Black turns Blue,
turns White & another long dark night recedes into the firmament.

(K)

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