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Fleur Adcock

Immigrant

by Fleur Adcock

Immigrant

November '63: eight months in London.
I pause on the low bridge to watch the pelicans:
they float swanlike, arching their white necks
over only slightly ruffled bundles of wings,
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Fleur Adcock

The Ex-Queen Among the Astronomers

by Fleur Adcock

The Ex-Queen Among the Astronomers

They serve revolving saucer eyes,
dishes of stars; they wait upon
huge lenses hung aloft to frame
the slow procession of the skies.

They calculate,...

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