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Names on Lanes No One Knows Now
On his laden career bicycle
Johnny Onions or Sioni Winwns
meets paramours and cousins
the names the lives of names
the routes of commerce
way from Armorica to corner Cymru
an unnamed lorry driver
flat cap trim moustache
hooded eyes 1956
registration number PO 5384
brake lights brighten pre dawn hedgerows
in the squeal of stopping
on a stretch where the farm is unseen
he carefully steers metal milk churns
from the concrete stand
to the flatbed of his vehicle
replacing them with empties
the mornings will lighten then darken
then back again for this employee
dependable essential anonymous
on leaving these lanes forever or so
our Emrys as Ambrose as Ambrosius
us as Arthur yr arth the bear
is he with Glyndwr awaiting the perfect dawn?
I don't know but sometimes pretend I do
to conceal my plastic bag full of fault lines
I don't happen I don't occur I don't figure
I a mere carrier of bags
a haunter of yesterday's hedges
nearly everything’s changed
but the grass still grows
in places it should and should not
and the land that sustains it is unmoved
I walk away from away
I thought I recognised you
but I was someone else
Loved these lines:
"I thought I recognised you
but I was someone else"