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Preface
To my great joy,
there came a time
when I travelled
to the land of my ancestors
over two consecutive winters
and​ found the key
to my poetic spirituality.
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I followed my
'spiritual compass'
unwaveringly.
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​From Derby to Orkney
and such spaces in between,
the body knows when it is
'not a tourist in a city.'
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