The Lark
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The Lark

The Scent of Sage

Poetry

Photo by Ricky Turner on Unsplash

I scent beeswax, and I think of you.

I walk into an American-themed men’s wear store on South Moulton Street. It is ever so discrete, displaying intricate retro-styled dungarees, patinated leather boots, antique waistcoats, denim trousers, and leather jackets. All these are evocative of the retro classics and the gentleman clubs of yore. And, I see you standing there, bare feet, shirt opened…

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Amae

Amae

Interested in people, nature, science and technology, and history. MSc in Research Methods (Birkbeck), MA Industrial Design (UAL)