One of my favourite poems, Ken. It was me in a past life - about twenty
eight years ago <g> Happy Birthday, mate.
Andrew
On 23/02/07, Kenneth Wolman <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> Jon Corelis wrote:
> > Dream Song 153
>
> Looking at a birthday, yet another, in 7 minutes, it is time for the
> annual stock-taking. Alas, the market is not trading. There is
> Berryman again, mordant-comic, Song 29 building to that scary pre-dawn
> finish:
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> There sat down, once, a thing on Henry's heart
> só heavy, if he had a hundred years
> & more, & weeping, sleepless, in all them time
> Henry could not make good.
> Starts again always in Henry's ears
> the little cough somewhere, an odour, a chime.
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