CARTHAGE
Anything that now may have
expired was past the expiration
date anyway, and little matters
now. In the icehouse, it's all
water. Over the dam? Under
the bridge? How's that go.
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I used to think that Seamus
Heany wrote seamless poetry,
but now I shamelessly can
acknowledge that that was
not true.
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All may be. But he did write,
as the opening line of a poem
called 'An Invocation,' this:
"Incline to me MacDiarmid,
out of Shetland, stone-eyed
from stone-gazing, sobered
up and thrawn."
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