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The
Problem
With every Bannockburn there comes a Boyne.
The gods grant grain, alleviate our lives,
then send us weevils, whitefly, worms..
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The
Cathedral
What counts as old?
Columbus paddling ashore
on Cuba?
Winchester Cathedral knocks
the Genoese out of his sodden socks,
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These summer evenings were the best!
What is that colour? "Try celeste,"
he thought. Well anyway, a star
was breaking through the colour, far
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The Friend's Tale
His groin was mutilated -- did you know?
Please, try these pastries. Do. I love them so!
And how is London? It's my favourit..
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The Doctor's Tale
The female died of blood loss from the womb.
The Court declined my offer to exhume
her. Age of seventeen, of thereabouts.
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1. The
Lady-in-Waiting's Tale There's nothing matters, girl, beyond The Ring!
Are you betrothed yet? Me, I'm six months in.
Hussars are handso..
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The Tragedy of Mayerling
In January, eighteen eighty-nine,
disaster struck the Austrian court, and since
that day, we've wondered how the hand..
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Imperialism comes in many guises,
but cruelly caustic, just like
sickly sweet,
the poison kills all those who
chance to eat:
each dawn is d..
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The clod of sullen clay begins to turn.
This soul-less, lowest element of Earth
has shape breathed into it. I see the birth
of meaning, structur..
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If you bomb
Pakistan with aplomb,
and you whack
Number One in Iraq
while you pray
the American way,
that's entertainment.
When you boa..
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