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Patrick McGuinness
Father and Son
Father and Son
Father and Son
In the wings there is one who waits to go on,and another, his scene run, who waits to go.
I would like to think they met; if not here,
then like crossed letters touching in the dark;
the blank page and the turned page,
the first and the last, shadows folding
over and across me, in whom they’re bound.
© 2004, Patrick McGuinness
From: The Canals of Mars
Publisher: Carcanet, Manchester
From: The Canals of Mars
Publisher: Carcanet, Manchester
Patrick McGuinness
(Tunisia, 1968)
Patrick McGuinness is a poet, novelist, translator and academic, a professor of French and Comparative Literature at Oxford University and a Fellow of St Anne’s College, Oxford, where he has taught since 1998. He lives in North West Wales. His poetry, published by Carcanet, has won an Eric Gregory Award, the American Poetry Foundations Levinson Prize in 2003, the Poetry Business Prize in 2006, ...
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Father and Son
In the wings there is one who waits to go on,and another, his scene run, who waits to go.
I would like to think they met; if not here,
then like crossed letters touching in the dark;
the blank page and the turned page,
the first and the last, shadows folding
over and across me, in whom they’re bound.
From: The Canals of Mars
Father and Son
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