There is more than glass
There is more than glass
between the pouring rain and
the sweet purple lights.
between the pouring rain and
the sweet purple lights.
posted by Pete Green at
21:34
28 October 2007
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- Name: Pete Green
- Location: Sheffield, United Kingdom
Poet, musician and snowflake. Sporadically sparkly. Rising slowly. Pedestrian. Grimbarian. Edgelander. King of the impossible. Big girl's blouse.
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2 Comments:
This is a homage, as they say, to one of my favourite poets, Louis MacNeice. I was looking out at the rotten weather from my cosy sitting room and the disparity made me think of MacNeice's famous poem 'Snow'. It struck me that, although it runs to three four-line stanzas, there's something quite haiku-like about its detached, observational quality.
You can read 'Snow' here if you like.
I like people who leave comments on their own posts.
And I love this line: "world is crazier and more of it than we think." Perfect.
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