MY TIME MACHINE IN COLINDALE
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MY TIME MACHINE IN COLINDALE
Time flies — but so can I!
I flit, gadfly, pilgrim
Around in time; I fly
Back and forth at whim,
Zoom in and out and back
And forth through years, decades
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MY TIME MACHINE IN COLINDALE
Time flies — but so can I!
I flit, gadfly, pilgrim
Around in time; I fly
Back and forth at whim,
Zoom in and out and back
And forth through years, decades
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LAMENT FOR AN UNEXPECTED DEATH
God
God
God
God!
My God
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MIRRORS
My mirror is a moving film,
Never still: life is no stable realm;
Time rushes you yourself behind,
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ON ARANMOR
The man, grey-bearded, bulky, cold,
Who stands on a rock against our old
Foot-lapping grey Atlantic Sea,
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IN TIR NA N'OG
I got drunk to wash my fear away:
Everything was not OK,
But I could bear it better.
I got drunk, and fell into a sleep
Of turmoil: there, time had a softer grip,
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THE IDOLATORS
Rude tabernacle! Brick-strewn ground,
A broken house near New Cross Gate,
Where four old men, faced red and gray,
Their clothes unkempt and deshabille,
Stand in masterful command
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TIMEBENDS
Age only eats those mauled by time?
No: Age will sometimes break
Out of its Time, spurning the seasoned
Of mature, half-sated years:
From ambush, sideways, Age rears
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OEDIPUS REGRETS
Oh, Mum, Mum,
I did you wrong;
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ROUGH JUSTICE
Enormous wrong
When you are done
With sudden blows
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MUTILATIONS
A doomed child
Already crippled,