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The Morning Bells





The Morning Bells


I'm now at work,

And the old bell bass-chimes

the call to House Mass.


I sit at the window

the river view weather-blasted

with incongruent

sweeping angles

of wind and rain.


I think back to the morning

on Manning Road,

pulling onto the kerb

as did those around me

so the two police cars

with their mean-business lights

and their this-is-urgent sirens

squeezing impatiently through the gap

towards the fraught wherever.


And now at my desk

in my ears I still hear

the bass-chime calling

and the squealing ululations

of the timeless bells.

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