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Two Poems
Jack Gilbert
‘Loneliness is the mother’s milk of America. / The heart is a foreign country whose language none / of us is good at. ’
Elegy
Sean O’Brien
‘It seems there's no such thing as history. / We must have dreamed the world you've vanished from.’
End of the Pier Show
Michael Hofmann
‘They were fascinated / by what they seemed to have contained.’
The Joy of Difficulty
Lavinia Greenlaw
‘did you breathe differently / as if equipped with an aqualung’
17 Melbourne Road
Oliver Reynolds
‘A room at the top of the street / preserving his life in sunlight’
