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And did he go
Or was he pushed
Into the inky
passages of 
last self-seeking

How many times
We all looked back
and hope departing might
attract attention

how little fathers,women
hang from our
excoriations. We'll go
with you a piece till
light turns indigo

And in the absence
of light-threatened sky
sink to occlusion. Is this
inevitable; or
what calls for care

diminishes. Good bye
my feverish friend, you
hurt me not at all;
the clip of
your alliteration 
sank latterly unread

Lawrence  and his snake
made wrong conjunction
and would no doubt again.
One quit for quieter life;
but whichbut what?

















Paul Hadfield
Director of Continuing Education
Faculty of Humanities (J503)
University of Ulster
Coleraine N.Ireland BT52 1SA 
Tel:+44 1265 324236
Fax:+44 1265 324978


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