Wake up/Forty years/Text my brother, my mum/Kiss D goodbye until this afternoon/Drive to school, twice, after forgetting a trombone/Take the road from Newcastle to Skenfrith through Linthill, the sign I’ve always seen, though never followed/Mud, water, beautiful houses, grass/the old route to lecturing at Cheltenham, wondering how all my kids are doing …
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