' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Lost Now In Twilight
D Dónall Dempsey
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Leaving London
the train pushes deep
into the countryside's
heart
a knife
between ribs
quiet as Death
the snow
seeming to grow
trees
simply to support
itself.
Snow & tree creatures
lost now in twilight.
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