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CURFEW 27

DAY 27 – Aug 29 twinkle twinkle Indian Star the chippie and the dumpling bar lights along the shopping strip at sundown make everything seem normal business as usual when suddenly a wave of sadness rolls in because, of course, it’s not the traffic’s far too sparse for starters and there’s no one sat at tables clinking glasses dining in just a queue of pick-up bikes brown paper bags last minute meet-the-curfew hikes no one’s heading to a gig or to a party dressed to kill lights a-twinkle sad reminder a tiny tear slips down my chin.







See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists

My book of poems, A Day At A Time In Rhyme (Littlefox Press) can be found here: https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1

or on the SHOP page of this very website.


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