Paul Wilson Poems

I'll thank you to notice me
As ye walk by; here I stand,
A post-mortem,
And a signed,
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New world of squeak, I hear you speak
But where are all your people?
They are cultivating their
Allotments in The Times
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A great new spirit began to climb
Among the spa-attenders; for
The deafmute began to mime, like a flute
For the time
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I do not wear that unfashionable flower
Whoever bore me left it, singing the hour
Only I tore the hills apart
With my fashionable dart.
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Through the reflection stirred the pond
- I waved in vain my magic wand.
While clouddrops gathered into rain
- the wand I had I waved in vain.
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If there is a knot,
It will slip,
And one will smile
To forget;
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We printed IT everywhere,
Hoping to eventually believe;
We said IT everytime,
Seeming to believe;
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Oh book! you made me look (and relish)
- hellish fantasy and fugue!
They always said that you were rude
But Mozart always made me sicker
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Keen notes fill
The gaps in reality
Who are these here?
Small music of air!
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Li-Hwan was with me
When I left here;
We went with the wind
For the horizon
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