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- Plonévez-Porzay, again
- with a clear blue sky
- and poplars along the hot roads
- reading Kaalø's Jorden taler
- while the dog in the chambre d'hotes in which we live
- is pissing off the rear wheels of the parked cars
- - so don't say that land is not being traded:
- I don't give a damn who says any different ...
- as Eddy Grant shouts across the crowd
- in Eddy Grant and The Frontline Orchestra:
- Live at Notting Hill
- from the derivatives, then
- - but then who is afraid
- of frontlines, absence
- and earth poetry!
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