Hi, 'Droo, lotsa nice images in this, so I dropped out the rest.
Best,
Judy
2009/3/31 andrew burke <[log in to unmask]>
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> *Blake’s Choir / draft four*
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> *Without Contraries is no progression. *
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> *(*from Blake’s* The Marriage of Heaven and Hell)*
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> I warm my hands on it some nights.
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> I take it off the shelf
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> to remember her now,
> the old crone in a Sydney mansion
> who placed Blake’s choir in my hands, and said,
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> ‘We’ve been waiting for you,’ patting
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> his Poetical Works, its flimsy skin
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> aged to a veinless patina.
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> ‘You’ll enjoy this, my boy.’
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> I went down my own back roads
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> and side streets,
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> to forget more people than I ever met,
> read a million poems which ran out of breath,
> a pelican landing on this seat to remember her,
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> my bottle-scarred muse, alive
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> with Blake’s pulse in the skein of days.
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> --
> Andrew
> http://hispirits.blogspot.com/
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