#Poem Just Outside Newport

 Just Outside Newport

My eyes letch around th
e contours and slopes o
f the river-bank both b
anks one eye left one r
ight following the shap
e as it bends widens na
rrows a loop a twist st
eep bank flat bank mudd
y dry weed-filled or ba
re on and on this train
trundles where am I goi
ng I wish I was back ho
me again looking at you
 
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