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Wiltshire Landscape<\/b><\/p>\n
hang clouds threading<\/p>\n
time leading<\/p>\n
hills breaking cover<\/p>\n
the night is near<\/p>\n
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Bath Babel Bath \u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n
Today I had to walk solo, lost in the incredible street music of the city. I recorded the visit on my humble camera as my rumble trace memories were beginning to fade<\/p>\n
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Mondrian and Trains <\/b><\/p>\n
I held a newspaper above my head that illustrated some of the early works of the artist<\/p>\n
Nobody on this Melksham to Westbury train showed any interest<\/p>\n
So I did not tender my fare<\/p>\n
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Bath (Mr Easterman) \u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n
Just before the heat of the afternoon reached its height a small party was seen to enter the Green Woods near the ruined folly<\/p>\n
For those not acquainted, the small party consisted of a Mr Easterfield, a Mr Gold and a Mr Rathbone<\/p>\n
Mr Easterman was reading a small green book whilst the other two men were in animated conversation<\/p>\n
The three men were not however alone as they were followed by three women each dressed in bright colours.<\/p>\n
Mrs Penfold and her niece Anna both wore red dresses fringed with gold whilst Anna\u2019s cousin Alfreda wore a dress of deep blue which was not fringed with any other colour. Although fashionable it gave the dress a somewhat dour look but it suited the narrow girl<\/p>\n
The women each held a white parasol although the effort was not needed as the cover of the trees occasioned little sunshine<\/p>\n
Mr Gold broke from his conversation with Mr Rathbone and turned to Mr Easterfield<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you reading Easterman\u201d? <\/i><\/p>\n
\u201cThe Journal of a Somerset Rector\u201d<\/i> the young man replied<\/p>\n
\u201cThe main character dies does he not?<\/i>\u201d interrupted Gold<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is no main character\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n
\u201cAll books have main characters\u201d<\/i> said Gold clearing the path ahead with his cane<\/p>\n
\u201cAll main characters die\u201d<\/i> added Rathbone hoping that their discussion would soon end as he was beginning to lose the thread of the conversation and did not want to seem foolish in front of his younger friends<\/p>\n
Easterfield said nothing and looked up at the treetops which were not sharing the brilliance of the sun<\/p>\n
They were indeed masking the day only letting the occasional shaft of sunlight break through their heavy cover<\/p>\n
As the trees began to thin out the small party could see a golden field of wheat shimmering between the heavy dark trunks<\/p>\n
Only Easterman did not admire the luxury of the field for he knew that these were false jewels and that their true reward was above them<\/p>\n
Unseen and silent<\/p>\n
Hidden in the rough red sky chambers<\/p>\n
That had begun to descend<\/p>\n
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