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 MY POETRY 205-THE RELENTLESS DAY  
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A place apart

                         DAMP LITTLE LANES
                         OVERHUNG WITH DRIPPING LEAVES
                         ON DARK PATHWAYS
                         THAT LEAD FROM SCHEME
                         TO DREARY SCHEME.
                         STONY GROUND
                         AND STONY FACES AT WINDOWS,
                         IN CARS,ON STREETS AND IN BUSES.
                         I AM A STRANGER HERE!
                         SEEING,NOTING AND FILING AWAY
                         IN CEREBAL COMPARTMENTS.
                         STUDENTS
                         LOUD,CROWDING,EVERYWHERE
                         WINED AND BEERED
                         PUSHING THE OLD PLACE APART
                         AT THE SEAMS
                         CRAMMED IN WITH TOURISTS
                         CLICKING CAMERAS,TRYING TARTAN
                         OR JUST STANDING.
                         STANDING ROOM ONLY!
                         AND PEOPLE ,SOME IN STRANGE CLOTHES,
                         WHACK A LITTLE BALL
                         FROM HOLE TO HOLE
                         TO MUTED APPLAUSE;
                         WHAT A SHOT!
                         AS HEADS NOD SAGELY
                         AT GREAT WINDOWS,
                         WHISKEY IN HAND
                         GOLF CLUB MEMBERSHIP EMBLAZONED
                         ON JERSEY,JACKET,BRAIN!
                         STEWARDS,TIPTOE ROUND
                         ILLUSTRIOUS CLIENTS
                         UNIFORMED,INFORMED,FORMAL
                         AND REMEMBER
                         TO WATCH OUT FOR FLYING DIVOTS
                         OF SACRED TURF
                         WHICH WILL BE RAPIDLY REPLACED
                         BY MEN DRESSED IN GREEN
                         WHO DROP FROM LITTLE GREEN BUGGIES
                         WITH READY MADE DIVOTS
                         OF SAID TURF..
                         YES,I AM A STRANGER HERE.......      
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