Tag: postmortem
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18 January: Postmortem on a Dead Poet’s Desk
A Postmortem on a Dead Poet’s Desk This room was my poverty,my turnpike,crumpled papers and rough scrawl.Piles of A4 lined paper, and smudged scraps and fragmentswind-blown left and right for this postmorteminto a poet’s notebooks, into drawers,and ink splashes on her desk,and if ink be bloodas it is to a surgeon’s knife, then this woman…