Oliver Comins
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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 […]