Sunday, 14 March 2010



that one can simply turn round in a cafe

after sitting there for two hours

and pick up a three-stack of battered old books,

The Financier by Theodore Dreiser,

Juvenal’s Sixteen Satires

and The Gods Must Have Blood by Anatole France

and, within two minutes,

the day, the week,

has irrevocably altered

will not be the same



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