Guy Fawkes.
M Michael Walker
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Today is Guy Fawkes Day,
the fifth of November again,
although the fireworks started
weeks ago and will continue
for most of this hot month.
Outside my bedroom I can hear
crackling, bangs like gunshots,
the rapid fire of jumping jacks,
like the stutter of a machine gun.
I hear, now and then, the swoosh
of sky rockets on their trajectory
across the night before the fall.
Even so, this continual orchestra
is not something I can't cope with.
'It's just background noise, '
I tell myself, 'just ignore it.'
-5 November,2015.
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