Early Morning, West Hartlepool, 1963 - by
(from the photo with the same title by Don McCullin)
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/ A pipe fitter’s mate at the gates of dawn
/ Is wrenched from…
(from the photo with the same title by Don McCullin)
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/ A pipe fitter’s mate at the gates of dawn
/ Is wrenched from…
The machines don’t / stop, night or day, although, one by one, / the anonymous men are slipping away.
In his dark room he is finally alone
/ with spools of suffering set out in ordered rows.
/ The only light is red…
How does she feel? Hey, girl, did it feel strange / To be waiting for the a-changing times to change?…
weather evocative as scent
/ the romance of dark stormclouds
/ in big skies over the low wide river
/ …
Now the night has fallen, Edinburgh comes alight
/ as if each building’s shell
/ has a fire inside that burned. The follies
/ –…
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