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Tuesday, 22 November 2016

William Trevor RIP

So Farewell
Then
William Trevor Cox.

You wrote
Death in
Summer.
But you died in
Autumn.

Fool of Fortune.
Keith's mum
Said you should
Have a Nobel.

But they gave
It to Dylan.

And now you
Are
Blowin' in the wind.



E. J. Lundqvist 98¾



Posted by Colin at 08:01

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