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Richmond, West London

Richmond


My new machine arrived today

in a green Buddhashade

after a night in New Orleans

my handshakes were full of resin

not green gray like they say

on this Austrian passport

we shot arrows into crab apples on the back of Tom Raworth

while he was riding a motorcycle

and debating the merits of English country girls

at first tomorrow is a fugue then a fife

insert hair and balsa wood

birds on the streets of Richmond

scarf

fed

butterbone

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