Friday, March 30, 2007

Five days at Nottingham

Joan, with the blue grey eyes and serenity. Twenty–two. Sudden rainstorm near Newstead. Thunder, too. Carelessly, we sheltered on the lee of a tree trunk. (Laughing eyes.) Two comrades, alone in the house, talking at the fireside.

A train rolls out of a station, out of a haze of waving people.


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