Thou dithering agent of Nights solemn hour
How (when pitch darkness glooms the awful night)
Thy dithering terrors rush upon the sight
Then the grim terrors of thy haunting train
Swim thro the gloom & stalk along the plain
Daily #JohnClare postings.
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Image by my friend #CarryAkroyd
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