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Searching for lambs
04:54
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As I walked out one May morning,
One May morning betime,
I met a maid, from home had strayed
Just as the sun did shine.
What makes you rise so soon, my dear,
Your journey to pursue?
See how your feet that tread so neat,
Strike off the morning dew.
I go to seek my father's flocks,
His young and tender lambs,
That over hills and over dales
Lie bleating for their dams.
O stay, o stay, you handsome maid,
And rest a moment here.
For there is none but you alone
That I do love most dear.
How gloriously the sun does shine,
How pleasant is the air.
I'd rather rest on my true love's breast
Than any other where.
For I am thine and thou art mine,
No man shall uncomfort thee.
We'll join our hands in wedded bands
So happy we will be.
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Interruption
06:08
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“For by 1813, Duncumb, in his report on the agriculture of the country, remarks with satisfaction that many commons are enclosed, and others “gradually converting from their natural state to that which proves more productive and beneficial to society”.
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Bring me demons
09:03
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Bring me your demons
Sheep forming the shape of an oak tree
While two buzzards slowly smear the sky with their graceful wings
Lying on a slate floor to try to get cool
A crow fell out of a tree today
They say its back broke
And next doors tree is dying in the heat
Rain come
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Poor Cow
03:50
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Poor cow
First the legs.
A gruesome signpost
Stiff, parallel to the ground.
She’s on her side
Abdomen stretched and distorted
Cruelly inflated
Not moving
A wasp crawling slowly over her open left eye
What kind of rhythms moved her?
Deep from the earth, woven in strange colours, pulsing imperceptibly
The harsh scraping of passing trains
Or twice daily trips to the dairy
Those tired legs and deep suffering eyes.
Still now, but not quiet.
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No Peace
05:03
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