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Haibun: Take My Lips

  I’m in Acker Bilk country, Pensford, Somerset. I’m freewheeling downhill on my bike, high on adrenalin, rapidly accelerating, and approaching a bend in the road and a brick wall. Acker Bilk’s house is on the right – but which … Continue reading

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