One of a pair of rusty hinges on an old five-bar gate. Over time the stresses had proved to be too much. The lower hinge had almost failed and most of the load was now being taken by this one. What power does this metaphor have for you and why?
Winter and a fireside
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*Let's have something of a puzzle. Is this a single poem or perhaps two
that Clare was working on at the same time? Probably unpublished, I found
these ...
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