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Life in the Queen's English Images of the grass lift off the grass kinds of green I've seen before and I know if I get down on hands and knees I'll not necessarily improve my understanding of the feel of grass. Watching shapes in the rock garden alter with walking past, a plane of grey gravel tips . . . Lovers learning to walk together exit from the park awkwardly. Pines like green clouds a pantheon of Lombardy poplars. The way words like images lift pull back peel from their referents, leave us longing for the intimacy that preceded their birth
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