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STREET
GAMES
I
was born with earache. My first
memory
was of, tightly pursed
on
both side of my head, a pain
like
dark bees chewing at my brain,
a
sort of honey-talk, reversed.
...
(For full text see
the Kindle ebook The
Nature of Things (Collected Poems) by Alan Marshfield)
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