Without a thought switch flicked
And if glass globe works light
And I recall candlelit Seventies
evening in Winter’s discontent.

How important during that Winter
Electric light, few hours TV,
The extra jumpers and ignorant
thrill of days extraordinary nights

Those nights I recalled stood Underground in Eighties closing mine
That darkness lively with ghosts
As imagination lit up with stories

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