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I remember Retford

Thursday, 11 February 2010 10:14:39
Unexpectedly marooned on Retford Station, I couldn't help recalling Edward Thomas's poem 'Adlestrop' and that started a kind of 'poem in the style of...' I jotted down the first thoughts that came to me on the back of a newspaper:

Yes I remember Retford

More than the name

Because one late afternoon

Of mist the express train

Left me there. A few people

Came and went, someone swore

And all I knew was that

The one coach train was delayed

and dry grass, bare trees

And slow encroaching fog

But even there

I Heard a blackbird sing

Chip chip chip

And a reply from platform three

It cheered the cold wait

On low level platform 4.

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