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In the village hall

a pool of sunlight spreads across the wooden floor – whorls, flecked chains and golden knots emerge like water creatures floating over deeper scores – pointed heel, metal chair leg, tip of an umbrella. Outside, clouds shift. By a whitewashed cottage a line of laundry gives a multi-coloured wave. When the heating switches on each drop of sun evaporates in unison – grain falls into shadow, warmth replaces light. Somewhere else the wind lifts up a corner of my life.