When getting my nose in a book
Cured most things short of school,
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Closed like confessionals, they thread
Loud noons of cities, giving back
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Side by side, their faces blurred,
The earl and countess lie in stone,
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Sexual intercourse began
In nineteen sixty-three
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Morning, a glass door, flashes
Gold names off the new city,
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The eye can hardly pick them out
From the cold shade they shelter in,
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I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.
Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare.
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Delay, well, travellers must expect
Delay. For how long? No one seems to know.
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When I was a child, I thought,
Casually, that solitude
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Boys dream of native girls who bring breadfruit,
Whatever they are,
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Once I am sure there's nothing going on
I step inside, letting the door thud shut.
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Continuing to live — that is, repeat
A habit formed to get necessaries —
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Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
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What are days for?
Days are where we live.
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"Of course I was drugged, and so heavily I did not regain
consciousness until the next morning. I was horrified to
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'Dockery was junior to you,
Wasn't he?' said the Dean. 'His son's here now.'
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Down stucco sidestreets,
Where light is pewter
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In frames as large as rooms that face all ways
And block the ends of streets with giant loaves,
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Slowly the women file to where he stands
Upright in rimless glasses, silver hair,
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Beyond the dark cartoons
Are darker spaces where
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Lambs that learn to walk in snow
When their bleating clouds the air
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That note you hold, narrowing and rising, shakes
Like New Orleans reflected on the water,
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Light spreads darkly downwards from the high
Clusters of lights over empty chairs
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There is an evening coming in
Across the fields, one never seen before,
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For C.G.B.
When she came on, you couldn't keep your seat;
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When I see a couple of kids
And guess he's ******* her and she's
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Next year we are to bring all the soldiers home
For lack of money, and it is all right.
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Home is so sad. It stays as it was left,
Shaped to the comfort of the last to go
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How distant, the departure of young men
Down valleys, or watching
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I have started to say
"A quarter of a century"
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