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Street Scene
by Paul Cameron BrownNo open barge
crowded with nameless waifs
or junks in a teeming harbour
- just odours spilling from
a back alley,
stair wells littered with cheap saki
bottles, one propped
to rifle the door.
No open barge
crowded with nameless waifs
or junks in a teeming harbour
- just odours spilling from
a back alley,
stair wells littered with cheap saki
bottles, one propped
to rifle the door.