Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Graham Burchell The Right Side of the Pond Our world has tilted into September again and I miss them passing in the street on the right side of the pond pulling coats tighter over old bosoms or raising palms to slate sky or simply sniffing lime tinged light of shortening days and remarking there's definitely an autumnal feel in the air before they go about their funerals or small money tasks in the post office where they consider what they might take to church this year for harvest festival Next Poem
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