In Hong Kong and, while restrictions on dollar Imports meant that Ireland couldn’t reach a speed Of 100 ASA, faster colours kept rushing in. There Was no holding life back once it swarmed; biography Was ready for colour, our brains were marked That year for realities more personal, realities brighter Than a boxed-in lens. Huge Blackwater river rats That knawed through the doors of our dry toilets in Twig Bog Lane were as ignorant of colour as me; and Could not have known that their multi-layered bristles Would soon be seen in more subtle shades of brown.
