london
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On Flight Pattern
A reflection in words of the contemporary ballet ‘Flight Pattern’ choreographed by Crystal Pite Heavily they walk No two men the same But united through rejection Or maybe through the spartan Uniforms they wear Of doubt that hope Exists or may come into Existing only for a past Life not so easily left behind-
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Our Streets
I encountered more people With faces, sunken Cut through with a cold stone blade Blinked- then an opportunity missed For here, now to give wider No eyes to see change Through skin so scaled and rusted That your copper coin sticks fast To make a golden impression to Listen and answer the rattling Of the…
Hattie Butterworth 