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31 Photographs above the Desk (Amphisbaenics) In the photographs, stark portions of time Are stalled.The poets pose in snow, with pets, Gripping drinks, arching brows, playing the part. Possum, perched stiffly, can’t help but emit Grim rays of disapproval. On the step At Faber, young Hughes rests in the jawed trap Of Auden and Eliot (the Raja), Plotting his escape from their gray, regal Company, and so (under which liar) We see three whole generations ajar. So thank God for gin, whiskey, and lager, Publisher’s parties. Let the critics rail. Too much chat of gyres, grails, gods, Rose, or Rood Will leave a young man questing for the door. ...

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