Reprise of a poem about my mum as a ‘mill-girl’ in a mill off Boys Lane in Halifax. I think but I am not sure, it’s the one in the photo.
My mother donned her glasses And read a poem in a singsong Way; that taught in school Off Boy’s Lane, Halifax, near the mill That worked out her bones. The voice she had now’s gone And its cracked resistance To the world, now shouts from Banners of the Right unfurled But they are wrong. Fear … More Reprise of a poem about my mum as a ‘mill-girl’ in a mill off Boys Lane in Halifax. I think but I am not sure, it’s the one in the photo.


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