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This is the wind, the wind in a field of corn.
Great crowds are fleeing from a major disaster
Down the green valleys, the long swaying wadis,
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James Fenton
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Peter Legur (2/10/2007 4:15:00 AM)
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The potential for catastrophe has always been in man's awareness.
To put it now, collapsing past and present, is to confront us with it in our terms, to bridge the gap between it's prophecy are reality. War, climate change,
plague, name it, we are vulnerable, and the poet creats the frightening leap from
tired prophecy to now. Good show.10.
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