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how it all began

the smell of the father

hey hey it's saturday

how not to explain quarks to children

good morning australia

the axis of hope and doubt

the sad animals

dialogue between a priest and a dying man

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12 - 7 - 04

collected poems 1990-95

three voices

where are we now
here nowhere nothing
i am completely empty
i cannot even say
i cannot go on

how why should i
i am a cowardly man
i do not like difficulty

there are three rivers
there are three parallel streams
there are three voices
one of which says
there are three voices

the third voice thinks it is the first
it is after all a version of the first
its sister persephone
as is the second a dark brooding brother

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