It is on these streets,
that I weep,
inside myself.
Selfish as it is, I do not belong here,
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Simple, Vince: put your poems together, take them to Faber & Faber, watch the profits roll in, then get the f**k out of Dagenham! ! ! There. Simple. Warm regards, Gina.
Heartbreaking. The first generation, moved out of the rotting East End, were so proud of their newly-built homes...
You paint it superbly (not that I know the place) . How many of us feel such, about so many places.... Wonderfully, personally put in a way in which so many of us can relate to. (Perhaps it is true that familiarity breeds contempt?) More! -though not just about Dagenham! ! ! ....