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Poems by Brendan Doyle
20 September 2011
In Cathar country
searchlights on night clouds
play like swallows
on the warm air falling
over the walls of Carcassonne
like rituals of love
like cells dividing
at the bottom of the sea
raindrops on my hat
and the moon's sudden glow
poems that come from nowhere
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I am 72 years young, happily living in the upper Blue Mountains for the past 10 years where I've found a caring, informed and creative community
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