(20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971 / Kingston upon Hull)

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Conviction (III)

The shadow was so black,
I thought it was a cat,
But once in to it
I knew it
No more black
Than a shadow's back.

Illusion is a freak
Of mind;
The cat's to seek.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003


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