4 thoughts on “MARTIN EVANS: A windy day

  1. This poem has everything. The spectre of big government, a whiff of international relations, climate change and even a whiff of garbage. But neighbors, and dancing, and the prospect of dancing neighbors, and somehow community preserves us from the utterer of blustery gusts of wind.

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