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Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Phil and I

The Mower, by Phillip Larkin
(With hyperlinks by Ben Lee Handler)

The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found
A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,
Killed. It had been in the long grass.

I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.
Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world
Unmendably. Burial was no help:

Next morning I got up and it did not.
The first day after a death, the new absence
Is always the same; we should be careful

Of each other, we should be kind
While there is still time.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Jamie disaster said...

best. hyperlinks. ever. the no help one, especially clever.

1:35 AM  

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