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My thanks to James Stephen for his input on this work. on the other side of the path one yellow flower ** early, the crowd came to see the famous arch . laburnum. i came to see the kitchen garden, seeds growing ** old words for things once common when the things disappeared the words went with them ** some words remain remembered; scullery, coal scuttle, hod, broom. that is yellow. ** have a vacuum for most things broom is for incidentals, crevices, or when I'm lazy 'bout getting vacuum out broom is red with matching dustpan ** i have a vacuum there is nothing there. the broom is for the garden mainly or elsewhere for smelling like coconut ** sweep your garden ? ** slate bits came from gloddfa ganol....quarry in blaenau. front yard. leaves fall. ** leaves here falling too a tree here a tree there so far soon it will be all of them together a collective shed next 6 months nothing but bare branches ** these are the falling days.
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC
.on the other side, talking to james.
My thanks to James Stephen for his input on this work. on the other side of the path one yellow flower ** early, the crowd came to see the famous arch . laburnum. i came to see the kitchen garden, seeds growing ** old words for things once common when the things disappeared the words went with them ** some words remain remembered; scullery, coal scuttle, hod, broom. that is yellow. ** have a vacuum for most things broom is for incidentals, crevices, or when I'm lazy 'bout getting vacuum out broom is red with matching dustpan ** i have a vacuum there is nothing there. the broom is for the garden mainly or elsewhere for smelling like coconut ** sweep your garden ? ** slate bits came from gloddfa ganol....quarry in blaenau. front yard. leaves fall. ** leaves here falling too a tree here a tree there so far soon it will be all of them together a collective shed next 6 months nothing but bare branches ** these are the falling days.
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC
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