Katha Pollitt


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No one left to call me Penelope,
mourned the old countess, on being informed of the death
of her last childhood friend. Did she sit long

in the drafty hall, thinking, That's it then,
nobody left but hangers-on and flunkeys,
why go on? Death can't help but look friendly
when all your friends live there, while more and more

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