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Perhaps, Oxford

We met at a Latin meeting hosted by the Oxford Ancient Languages Society at University College. I signed up for Latin partly out of curiosity, partly out of guilt. I’d...

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How to Say Goodbye to the Cities You’ve Loved

For those of us between borders, home is not fixed; it’s cumulative.

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W.H. Auden at the Bus Stop: In Praise of Intellectual Delay

It’s a damp Tuesday afternoon, and W.H. Auden is waiting patiently at the bus stop...

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A Pelican Crossing Somewhere on Green Dragon Lane

"The passage of time is a bloodthirsty hound."

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Agnes need not have walked in on them fucking to know what was going on.

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"Worlds branch off like capillaries From an oaken aorta"

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'You're in all the details, taking up the small spaces/You're filling in the gaps between words in this poem.'

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'something in the bagging area/I looked down, and it was me, crouched there'

hands/face/space

"how we feel now must be the way that stars feel all their lives"

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'I wanted you, all the more because I knew / Someone else was getting you. / What does that mean now?'

Addressing the Unknown

'Let's watch the sun making its paperboy/rounds tapping on the window and shedding/off its flecks of glow'

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'three girls sat dangling out the doors of a car, sea salt and suncream'

O Cypris

'O Cypris! I must rank among those who seek your nectar.'

It is the light

"It is the light/That engulfs me/Its fingers of dust waltzing ever so softly"

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The Source

Perhaps, Oxford

How to Say Goodbye to the Cities You’ve Loved

W.H. Auden at the Bus Stop: In Praise of Intellectual Delay

A Pelican Crossing Somewhere on Green Dragon Lane

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