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the local museum is closed
the musty old exhibits in the back rooms
of the museum, I'd be lying if I said I didn't
miss 'em, the Victorian collections
of butterflies pinned on a board, the stuffed
mammals, the skeleton of an ancient
briton, the celtic swords, the free admission ..
Published 7th Apr 2020
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8th Apr 2020 1:05am
Slowly the pieces that make up our lives are disappearing...it was so long since I'd seen a Norwegian sardine... Ely
8th Apr 2020 1:08am
8th Apr 2020 7:48am
there's always something interesting, subtle in arresting when you write. The thing that caught me here was miss'em/admission ... half rhymes that are very near full rhymes and their position: 'cos miss'em was enjambed it worked as an end rhyme ... the latter being something that I haven't seen before.
8th Apr 2020 5:35pm
