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At ‘The Stadiwm Vibrant Vapours’
on that sunlit evening, corporate sponsors
lacked the power of old resonances,
the simple terms the world could afford us:
Richmond Park, rumours of Gorseinon –
leagues below – drifting over the tannoy
as a violet cloud bank rests behind
a floodlit stage for the latest test:
another scrap with Haverfordwest.
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In the midst of incongruous buildings,
by the club shop trailer with its ‘Old Gold’ crest,
an arrow leads fans to a white wall
from which nowhere’s accessible.
The game has a rhythm without fluency
in possession, recycling or an ulterior purpose
beyond new iterations of old world values:
heart and confidence: commitment, full-blooded.
The sky’s shifting gold and vibrant vapours.