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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Sep 2019
Memory is like a snapping dragon
These are the things that we do
when we're listening to me and
learning from you and yearning
for some things that will never be
and
we'll never do.
A free faller calls for an air ambulance,
a slim chance of that appearing, but
I am still near to you and
doing things that we do.
Listening to Sinead,
nothing compares to...
...drinking red lemonade down at
Carrick on Shannon,
that was a long time ago.
And I was there at the fair in Kenmare
when the goat got a haircut from
Declan,
who'd believe such a thing could occur?
but it did in Kenmare.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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