Friday, January 3, 2003

Town Owl Comments

Rating: 2.9

On eves of cold, when slow coal fires,
rooted in basements, burn and branch,
brushing with smoke the city air;
When quartered moons pale in the sky,
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Laurie Lee
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ghytrdf 05 April 2020

i hate you all ok or monkeys, donkeys and dumbo'ssss

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S Imam 03 June 2006

A haunting and thought-provoking poem.

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Laurie Lee

Laurie Lee

Gloucestershire / England
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