Down the beach blinking seagulls like property magnates scream a language I don't understand could it be true capitalist it's thrown away this tongue has no translation and the conflicts come in series of awful swings no through road except for dreams you don't answer we speak like fish every poem that's lost
Wow - totally afree with James - some fantastic lines and wonderful images - love the play with language - the seagulls speaking a language you don't understand & the 'we' who speak like fish/every poem that's lost. Thought aren't there almost a thousand hiding in a box or drawer?!
Wonderful lines!
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DeleteWow - totally afree with James - some fantastic lines and wonderful images - love the play with language - the seagulls speaking a language you don't understand & the 'we' who speak like fish/every poem that's lost. Thought aren't there almost a thousand hiding in a box or drawer?!
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