suggests otherwise, all that really goes "on and on for ever" is Nature's indifference and attrition. Perhaps, beneath the haunting, humanised call of the curlew, we can hear a much more chilly, existential cry.
[by Alan Jenkins]
A Late Lunch
(In mem. A. R., 1941--2003)
from The Times Literary Supplement: Poem of the Week: A Late Lunch by Alan Jenkins
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