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Keadby to Cromwell Lock, Every Day Poets, January 2011

Steel grates on shingle, an engine screams in protest, quickly snuffed, and silence reigns. The fickle tide that welcomed us at Keadby like a lover, has slowly lost the plot. The clock ticks on. The world tilts slowly sideways whilst … Continue reading

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