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Elaine Feinstein
A Quiet War in Leicester
A Quiet War in Leicester
A Quiet War in Leicester
the shelter, the old washhousewater limed the walls
we only entered once or twice
cold as a cellar we
shivered in the stare
of a bare electric light
and nothing happened:
after the war
ants got in the
sandbags
builders came
and yet at night
erotic with the
might-be of disaster
I was carried into
dreaming with delight
© 1971, Elaine Feinstein
From: The Magic Apple Tree
Publisher: Hutchinson, London
From: The Magic Apple Tree
Publisher: Hutchinson, London
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A Quiet War in Leicester
the shelter, the old washhousewater limed the walls
we only entered once or twice
cold as a cellar we
shivered in the stare
of a bare electric light
and nothing happened:
after the war
ants got in the
sandbags
builders came
and yet at night
erotic with the
might-be of disaster
I was carried into
dreaming with delight
From: The Magic Apple Tree
A Quiet War in Leicester
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