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September Fields, poem by Andrew Taylor
Through hedgerow gaps between trees an undulation perhaps it’s to do with colour a golden calm sets in at summer’s end spiders come in from cooling night air heating is entertained flowers last through though the evenings don’t gather wood like windfalls essential … Continue reading