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CURFEW 32

DAY 32 – Sept 3 we took fresh air for granted that’s the truth a given sweet and clean it blew through open windows in the garden whenever wherever it was there now we can’t have it quite as much its value has gone through the roof we take a step outside our home allotted zone mask-muffled eyes to chin and feel its soft caress on tired sequestered skin and comprehend the hoodoo of the prison yard we breathe it out we breathe it in like divers breaking surface and give thanks we do not live in places where the air is yellow gritty thick and grim fresh but not like on TV not cool mint Norsca or Virginia Slim invisible intoxicating and (so far) free.





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

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