What happens to a lost glove? Is it picked up and taken home by someone or perhaps swept up destined for landfill?
And the remaining un-lost glove, what happened to that? Is it heartlessly discarded, or perhaps relegated to the back of a cupboard or drawer?
19 October 2011
Poetry
She didn't know much about poetry, but was impressed that someone who'd only been a year old had become poet laureate.
Parliament Square, London
Spotted & photographed by Richard Cole
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