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Slung mugs, raindrops, the flood...
Listening ears at Dungeness
Night rain on roses First line: I he
First published New Yorker 1971.

The title of the work is a line from a poem 'Night Rain on Roses' by Ted Walker.

 

In the early morning you can hear rain start, some drops, then it builds. And you listen because there's no other sound, and you haven't got anything else to do.

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