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The ReaquaintanceA Poem by jamessmcdonnellAh ‘tis you again my friend,Lord it’s been, how many years?Since the walls they rang with laughteras our cheeks tumbled with tears.We swor.. |
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Sleeping MaliceA Poem by jamessmcdonnellI sit down on the tube.Opposite me sits a squat, bull necked, bullet-headed man of unknown African origin.Our eyes meet.His are narrowed to scornful s.. |
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The sun in winterA Poem by jamessmcdonnellThe latter days of my mother. |
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