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Ross Brighton

traits like “humour” and “personality”

a looseness of portent

definite: “this flavour”

ardent opinion of

“say, lets go boating”

where the horses

is squalid or squalor

a fence a dog a break-in

architectural morass high rising

the psychology of

“and one day at the beach”

it’s all grey skies, but no rain, thank god

and then outward like a mirror

an endeavour by degrees

were pouring it into the glass

attitude of “back to basics”

any but this especially

O fortunate one

a wooded hill a copse

“and oh but I never”

numbering downward into abstraction

was tired under trees

and chess, and the way the birds

after the show

but she said

Ross Brighton

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