This poem is taken from Stand 217, 16(1) March - April 2018.
Poem
This poem was published in Stand vol. 15, no. 4 with errors, for which the editors apologise. The poem is reproduced here in its correct form.
Anniversary
Fifty friendship years ré-quire
a two-hundred-mile trip north to celebrate.
Wet trees glisten
...
Anniversary
Fifty friendship years ré-quire
a two-hundred-mile trip north to celebrate.
Wet trees glisten
...
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