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Sat quietly here in Darklooks Mansions, I have been completely unable to get out of my head the snippet of doggerel Ethel Meaker came out with to explain Nadia Popov’s dangerous hayfever to, I think, some native American ghosts who, just to really lay the cultural understanding on thick, could only speak in Longfellowesque trochaic [...]

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(to make up for the offence Les Murray may have caused to those of a delicate sensibility)

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I’ve been unselfconsciously reading terribly depressing poems all evening, but am curiously reminded how much I enjoy them, and not at all in an I-shall-wear-only-black-isn’t-life-dreadful sort of way.

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