It took me a couple of weeks to find out on account of differing social media, but reblogging my ghost poem for Lucan seems to have become a yahrzeit tradition in certain quarters of Tumblr and I find that wonderful and unexpected in itself, but discovering that a phrase of mine has become somebody's touchstone is almost inexpressible. I hope his ghost did get into the acknowledgements of their dissertation. Their dissertation sounds like something I really want to read.
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- 1: Did you see the closing window? Did you hear the slamming door?
- 2: Make me a wreck as I come back and spare me as I'm going
- 3: Keeping time on the kingfisher's climb
- 4: Because brick-braided alleys make steep, sleeping valleys seem level and clear
- 5: Don't look round, but I think we're taking off
- 6: Sing the praise of Alexander, he's no use to me
- 7: The hedges and fields are clothed all around with several sorts of green
- 8: Chinatown, London Underground, you know it all sounds good to me
- 9: Take us roaming in the gloaming, your Ross rifle by your side
- 10: I'm singing out this poem all the way back home
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