Missing double maths with you packs quite a bit of mischief into 9 lines; and the film takes off in that mood, leaping into a dream world that has a bird-like poet perched among the lost lives of a pollarded tree, chuckling about a branch of another dreamworld lost long ago, if it ever did exist. Maybe it didn’t, because it’s a stolen dream, and we didn’t go to school together – but the poem is as true as the film, and the music by Ogmios brings an atmospheric charge.

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