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		<title>Century of Sundays</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Since I saw you last
the trade routes have all changed.
Rivers have changed course.
Silt has covered the sunken boat.
Empires have been built and fallen.
Rain has stopped falling on the desert citadel.
 
Since you hopped off the bus
like a cat with a shoulder bag,
generations of pilgrims have worn a groove
in the steps of the shrine
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		<title>The Length of Her Skirt</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The length of her skirt seems to be the issue
and her alleged flirtation at some recent party.
The details are unclear but I get the jealous gist.
Glancing through the window
I can see the legs he&#8217;s worried about.
I get the feeling she&#8217;s not used to this,
that it&#8217;s a shock to find herself
under the hostile microscope
of suspicious-minded scrutiny.
I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Nailed to the Sky</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 08:01:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[If only I had any idea what you did
on hot blue Saturdays
If I knew where you were likely to be
I could create the conditions
to run in to you by accident
Not knowing
not even being able to guess
I walk from the suburbs of purgatory
to the bus terminus from hell
hoping for a miracle glimpse
of your skittering, jittery shadow
on [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poem for Polly</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 11:00:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Little girl at the dressing up box
in the Dorset jungle
playing with feathers and alligators
trying on pain even though it&#8217;s real
Sitting by the waterside in dappled shade
as English as the Everglades
you dredge mud and find amethyst
dig out pearls with a jagged guitar
At night you light pagan pyres
come morning blowing them out
like a birthday candle
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