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Tallinn Square
The thing I remember the most
About the Baltic winter
Was the old ladies
They would stand in the square
From incipient morning
To hate filled night
Their tables stuffed with wildflowers
Plucked from their gardens
A panacea
The redolent air
Heavy with nature
The ladies woollen coats and scarves
They were there whenever we passed
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Saturday 19th September 2015 5:42 pm
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