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mary Pound De Rachewiltz

Fresh and unfussed you came from Brunnenberg
in the Alps, to lecture at Maynooth
for the Gerard Manley Hopkins Summer School
your father never owned a book of his poems
finding the metrical labours ‘unduly touted'.

The theatre seated less than fifty and afterwards
you showed your translation of the Cantos
into Italian in a boxed edition.
A crowd huddled around, you smiled

and tucked up your head proudly
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Wednesday, August 26, 2020
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