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Sea Sonnet

The sea is made of ponds — a cairn of rain. It has an island flirting up and down like a blue hat. A boat goes in between. Is made of rills and springs — each waternode a tiny......

The Exiting Life Of An Aesthete

Christopher Hawtree I t cannot be easy to live the rest of one's days with a bullet lodged in the right but- tock. Think how this would have dominat- ed any account of Lytton......