Turf Out Poems - Poems about Turf Out

... More rural space becomes an urban scar As man’s machines arrive and start to scrape Through living loam down to the dead grey clay. Hedges ripped out and carted off to tip, Trashing nests and b......

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...The Guardian, a failed paper? The middle-class ladies, in the sunny pages of the Guardian a newspaper that used to be on the mild left but when scolded quickly moved to the middle of the road wh......

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...Whatever brings you my fault, Is a blemish and deceitful lips' salt. Whatever sings me your joy, Is a flimsy and brighten sight toy. In the cool green pasture, Is your rough niche so obscu......

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