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Prima donna M. W. DAVIS

Prima donna M. W. DAVIS   When the President appeared on TV she stood, purportedly out of respect; but a handful of onlookers could see the flash of something malicious in her   eyes—pride, an unnerving loyalism. The squeaky new … Continue reading

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Liam Guilar – medievalist and modernist M. W. DAVIS

Liam Guilar – medievalist and modernist Rough Spun to Close Weave Liam Guilar, Ginninderra Press: Port Adelaide, Australia M.W. DAVIS is captivated by the precise but passionate imagery of a poet who draws from the Middle Ages as much as … Continue reading

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To Hylas M. W. DAVIS

To Hylas M.W. Davis They don’t know what to make of all this flesh, The clear blue eyes, as nature intended. With no such charm to keep those dark locks fresh Someday he’ll wade the pool to cool his joints. … Continue reading

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To Richard II M.W. DAVIS

To Richard II M. W. Davis   Which hooligan would think to scrawl that name Across the soundwalls of the M40? Let sleeping tragedy lie. What a shame They couldn’t stay awake in English class.   What’s the half-life now … Continue reading

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