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Poetry and Fiction
one poem
Spike Milligan
Spike Milligan — One Poem
To Robert Graves
Were we so be-devilled, as to lie fragmented
And the pieces always at the foot of a woman?
Cannot our high thoughts escape from the clinging female lichen growing on our old bones?
Tho' spring in his head great melting ice caps of green ladies swamp our summer logic.
"To Robert Graves", first published in 1967, is reproduced by permission of Spike Milligan.
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