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Poems 2


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Observer, observed
The Uncertainty Principle (1)
The Uncertainty Principle (2)
Boy With a Spanish Guitar
Late Autumn: A Poetic Metamorphosis
Feral Words

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Feral Words

These are the feral words They have slipped their leash Now They slink along walls behind dustbins over railway bridges If you listen late at night you can hear them scratching April 2004