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Poem
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“They threaten / To let me through to a heaven / Starless and fatherless, a dark water”
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Sheep in Fog
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“Soon, soon the flesh / The grave cave ate will be / At home on me”
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Lady Lazarus
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“I have done it again. / One year in every ten / I manage it”
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Lady Lazarus
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“The sour breath / Will vanish in a day”
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Lady Lazarus
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“I am only thirty. / And like the cat I have nine times to die”
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Lady Lazarus
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“This is Number Three. / What a trash / To annihilate each decade”
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Lady Lazarus
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“The first time it happened I was ten. / It was an accident”
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Lady Lazarus
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“The second time I meant / To last it out and not come back at all. / I rocked shut / As a seashell”
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Lady Lazarus
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“Dying / Is an art, like everything else. / I do it exceptionally well. / I do it so it feels like hell. / I do it so it feels real”
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Lady Lazarus
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“Ash, ash – / You poke and stir. / Flesh, bone, there is nothing there”
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Lady Lazarus
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“How free it is, you have no idea how free– / The peacefulness is so big it dazes you, / And it asks nothing, a name tag, a few trinkets.. / It is what the dead close on, finally”
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Tulips
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“My seventy trees / Holding their gold-ruddy balls / In a thick grey death-soup / Their million / Gold leaves metal and breathless”
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Letter in November
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“I was ten when they buried you. / At twenty I tried to doe / And get back, back, back to you”
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Daddy
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“The box is only temporary”
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The Arrival of the Bee Box
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“White / Godiva, I unpeel– / Dead hands, dead stringencies”
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Ariel
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“And I / Am the arrow, / The dew that flies / Suicidal, at one with the drive”
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Ariel
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