Oliver Comins
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Two poems by Oliver Comins
Events and sudden absences Being inhabitants of older vintage,we pass on by, for the most part,and rarely meet. Any conversationis likely to be short, could be the firstfor years […]
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Two poems by Oliver Comins
Early Doors They always said the larks were here in spirit,having disappeared while meadows were transformedto streets and drains when this became a gardened suburb. Heading for their allotment, my […]
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Two poems by Oliver Comins
Photo by Erik Mclean on Unsplash An Away Match One long and wide hall filled with dancers limbering and jostling at each of three […]
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Two poems by Oliver Comins
Photo by Alessandro Bogliari on Unsplash Another XI A cricket tea on a boundary edge in old heat. Trains and cars passed, skirting the […]
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Two poems by Oliver Comins
Golf Behind Trees An elegant course is exposed by newly opened air. There used to be a thick hedge, armed with trees. We would hear the […]
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Three poems by Oliver Comins
Oliver writes: These are part of a ‘calendar’ of 12 poems set in Pitshanger Park, near where I live in Ealing. The Park is a place of leisure, but […]