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This strikes a chord with me. Odd how audible poetry becomes in public libraries, and the indelible associations of place...I recall reading Wordsworth in Cardiff Library, McDiarmid and WCW in Hackney's Mare St. By the way your last email was to Jaime. (Not) Jamie > As one passes sixty one sees the patterns much better that led one to take to poetry. The thrill of first reading Walt Whitman in the sixties in Cork City Library lingers like a melody.