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Poetry: “Sweeping”

It’s happening all over right now…



Emerge the monsters
From their dens
Their moving parts all
Throwing dust
And coarse debris
Into the air we try to breathe
Their roaring echoes
‘Cross the land
Disturbing bird and beast
And man
No peace your find
For weeks and weeks
As they stampede
In tidy rows
T’is the price
The price we pay
For streets swept clean
Of winter’s remains


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