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Dilemma Whatever we do, whether we light strangers' cigarettes—it may turn out to be a detective wanting to know who is free with a light on a lonely street nights— or whether we turn away and get a knife planted between our shoulders for ourdiscourtesy; whatever we do—whether we marry for love and wake up to find love is a task, or whether for convenience to find love must be won over, or we are desperate— whatever we do; save bydying, and there too we are caught, by being planted too close to our parents. Oedipus Reformed I will not kill my father, he must die of admiration. I will not lay a hand on him, I will not curse or nag or make him to explodeangrily so that his mind bursts. Here is myself realized, I have everything I ever dreamt, and I shall attend his funeral, mourning my lost heart; for with him goes my impulse. And then I will raise him in my eyes, we will be one. My wife will play my mother and be kind. 32 | Poems of the 1950s ...

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