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Ho Chih Minh City, March 2012

Ho Chih Minh City, March 2012

Family on a Scooter

February 25, 2015 in Vietnam

Water

If I were called in
To construct a religion
I should make use of water.

Going to church
Would entail a fording
To dry, different clothes;

My liturgy would employ
Images of sousing,
A furious devout drench,

And I should raise in the east
A glass of water
Where any-angled light
Would congregate endlessly.

From Philip Larkin's The Whitsun Weddings, Faber & Faber Ltd, 1964

Larkin looks a little like Eric Morecambe.

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