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Pastel Scene
A poem by Thomas Farr 

A bled-white tide of Queen

Anne’s lace shrinks

from the wind

with a shallow hiss—

against a coalfish steep


of sky . . . far-off cathedral;

diocese; cerement

of the old engine


of religious awe

and belief.

Thomas Farr is a British writer of fiction and poetry. He tweets @tfarrpoetry.

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