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The Politics of Like and Dislike

William Davies

The Shrine

Alan Bennett

After the Shock

Adam Tooze

Punishment by Pressing

Hazel V. Carby

The Suitcase

Frances Stonor Saunders

Short Cuts: Thanington Without

Patrick Cockburn

The Lessons of Reconstruction

Randall Kennedy

Company-States

Linda Colley

Eva Hesse

Anne Wagner

Parachuted into France

Neal Ascherson

The Age of Sail

N.A.M. Rodger

Poem: ‘Near Gleann nam Fiadh’

Robin Robertson

‘You People’

Clare Bucknell

What Didn’t Happen

Michael Wood

Forster in Cambridge

Richard Shone

Diary: In Ashgabat

James Lomax

Close
Close

Pretty Little

I’m not lonely
because I have secrets;

I’m lonely because words
can’t bring the past
into the present

(which amounts to the same thing).

        *

Jack Rabbit
and the Lonely Present

is the title of a book
I almost wrote

        *

I’m lonely because
you’re sure you’ve heard
something like this
everywhere before.

        *

Polly Pea Pod
And the Deep Hole

        *

You think you can make
something out of it

the way you made much
of the slanted light
and deep shadows
of autumn.

Parallax

The first value is focus.
Then balance.

Backward and forward
offset.

Tat for tat –
just so, as if.

These phantom limbs
go parallax.

‘Make something of your life.’
Something inanimate.

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