Monday, September 24, 2012

Gwynngala Gate

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Street-cars, side-cars, allotments and rugby-pitches- a rainy Saturday afternoon, the radio blaring.  Fragments of lichen and Spanish Moss cling to the trees  - an old movie.  Sunlight on the  pavement on the hill, quiet.  Grass sprouting in the gutter.  Snatches of brass band music being blown about by the wind;  tattered posters flapping on old brick walls,  chimes of an ice-cream van.  Dry warm wind blows the dust in rivulets along the brown and fading street, bleached by summer’s old-time sun.  A thousand summer suns that shone and in shining shone on as one.  Side streets, rugby-cars and rainy allotment pitches on a radio afternoon of blaring Saturday.  Feet clacking down dry dusty streets, past shacks of clucking clarion cockerels, heralds, horns blaring.   Swarming downtowns turned to brick, nostalgic reverie reveals no intrinsically solid stalactites.  

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