This Isn't the Sort of Thing That Happens to Someone Like You - Page 41

break the flat surface

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That field. In that field. Down by that field.

The floods have come, again,

the road like a causeway

across the sea.

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T h e w a t e r s t r e t c h e d a s f a r a s t h e h o r i z o n

t h e

h o r i z o n

l o s t

i n t h e

t h i c k

f o g.

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Telegraph poles dotted

across the water

like the masts

of sunken boats.

The cars marooned. High & dry.

Piercing red lights suspended in a long line through the fog.

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The mists of yesterday have disappeared,

the sky reflected clearly in the flooded fields

the sky reflected clearly in the flooded fields.

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The day is broken open & clear:

the great ship of Ely Cathedral

just visible

across the water.

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