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Stuart Robertson - Photographer
Night in black and white
For some,
life went on exactly
one year on.
Publicly transported
to a palace of grand gestures.
Monument to long-gone drinkers.
Forgotten corner of Englishness,
Crowded now by a wider-world.
That night when
the talk was as cheap
as the next round.
Insights spoken-out aloud
as profound as only booze allows.
Life seen through a glass’ end
Could all be captured by another lens?
Beneath our feet
flowed pungent yellow streams.
Final fate for a sunken pint.
Unseen by glazed Oriental sight
Cast floor-wards in slurred response.
Over-seen by sharp-mouthed youth
Her statement skin and Down-under views.
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