Alex McKeown

3 Lionel Ray Translations

The evening stretches towards the trees : the dead never left this country nor the lesser shadows of these hills. And you, you awake in the dust and flame of a simpler time. In the ripening brightness, this mouthful of …

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I’d Have Called Her Sooner

Finally I lifted the phone to my ear And I listened to it ring I’d have called her sooner But I’d left it so late already She’d know how late I was How thoughtless and selfish To have kept her …

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