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Someone has left a spear stuck in the sand
Oh, hell! Christopher Logue. And the sixth volume of War Music still unfinished.
Achilles' face
Is like a chalkpit fringed with roaring wheat.
His brain says: "Kill him. Let the Greeks sail home."
His thigh steels flex.
I am totally watching him as Swinburne in Ken Russell's Dante's Inferno (1967).
Achilles' face
Is like a chalkpit fringed with roaring wheat.
His brain says: "Kill him. Let the Greeks sail home."
His thigh steels flex.
I am totally watching him as Swinburne in Ken Russell's Dante's Inferno (1967).
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But didn't they both make hay while the sun shone!
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I know the twentieth century wasn't actually a non-stop artists' party, but there are people whose lives make you believe it . . .