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Whose woods these are I’m sure I’ll never know.
They say the money came from selling snow,
twice-laundered in the Caymans or Belize,
or other haven in the Caribbees.

These woods are nothing next to his abodes,
I hear, in Paris, London’s best postcodes,
and in New York, those new, forbidding spires
that spook midtown like bleak, extinguished pyres.

How far away the days when snow was snow,
horse was a horse, and blow perhaps the blow
said horse might need to speed along a track
with miles to go and winter on its back.

These woods will never be as dark and deep
as rooms so empty they make doormen weep,
the vacant spaces fortunes put to sleep,
the vacant spaces fortunes put to sleep.

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Susan’s work has also appeared in: Brighton Stanza Poets Anthology, 2013, (Bramley) The Fat Damsel (Take Ten , Issue 3), Ink, Sweat & Tears, I am not a silent poet, Nutshells & Nuggets, Poetry Space (Winter showcase, 2014) Prole (Issues 14 & 15) Proletarian Poetry, Slim Volumes 1 & 2: No Love Lost and Wherever You Roam (Pankhearst) The Stare’s Nest, and Writing Magazine, with more upcoming in The Jawline Review, Spotlights Anthology 2015 (Paragram) and The Yellow Chair Review. A performance poet, Susan enjoys straddling stage and page/screen and is driven by rhythm and real-life events.

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