8.v.21
493
2.126
for the
love of where we are
kept in mind when you’re away
distances and the wish to blame
at home it’s how we build
a fresh festoon
sweep of view
for sunward shone things
wept mat
once fought with rocks and sticks
and dance into the moment there
laud it in a poem
all raise a heart for home
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