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Tony Harrison, 24 January 1985
“... I fear’s that great worked-out black hollow under mine. Not train departure time, and not Town Hall with the great white clock face I can see, coal, that began, with no man here at all, as 300 million-year-old plant debris. 5 kids still play at making blossoms fall and humming as they do Here Comes the Bride. They never seem to tire of their ball though I ... ”