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Muesli, blueberries, soya milk
five yards from the road
and traffic pounding.
Lacework of sun, woodsmoke,
an insect on the page,
the morning waking.
Raspberries in the hedgerow,
an oystercatcher’s squeal,
razor wire billowing
mile upon mile,
cartwheel of knives.
Warheads slip beneath the sea.
A driver hoots,
our sooted kettle,
easy steps on the muddy path.
Written during a stay at Faslane Peace Camp, close to the naval base on the Clyde that houses Trident nuclear missiles and submarines.
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