In contrast to yesterday's thoughtful piece, something a little lighter.
First Fig
My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends
It gives a lovely light.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
'tis just as well
In the customs shed
They search my bag
But not my head.
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But if I remember correctly it came from:Nailing Colours; Poems of rebellion A wake up call for the twenty first century, Nailing Colours brings together eighty of the most talented and radical of contemporary voices, including SuAndi, David Bateman, Maya Chowdhry, Kevin Fegan, Rosie Lugosi, John Lyons, Cheryl Martin and Henry Normal. They show their colours with passion and caustic wit as they advocate personal and political revolutions. 'There's no sitting on the fence here - these poets are not afraid to voice their opinions, however unpopular, and they do so with great skill and assurance.'
Well worth a read for ageing and budding anarchists alike.
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Second poem is by Christopher Logue.
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