Poem by Mary Hobson

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Now I will always know that you died.
Now I am an imperfect cadence,
only to be resolved
by my own death.

1. Laundry Blues
2. The Counsellors
3. Summer in Zaraisk or Who wrote Shakespeare?
4. Waterloo Station
5. Meditations on Marcus Aurelius

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