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Christmas in Leamington
The Christmas lights are all aglow
as I walk on down the street.
A radiant, twinkling gust of snow
is swirling down to meet
me as I head up into town
on this November night.
This incandescence beams, a crown
upon these freezing streets alight.
About Christmas in Leamington
This short poem was written on site in Royal Leamington Spa, and follows the poet walking up the high street, the Parade, and admiring the Diwali and Christmas lights. The poem is simple in form, with alternating rhyme, befitting of the simple pleasures of pretty lights and gentle snow. The poem is, in fact, unfinished, however - written largely at a bus stop, the arrival of a bus prompted the poet to move on, leaving the poem with just eight lines.

Recorded on
DATE
Survivor's Guilt
Read by
Vance Hatton
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