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Audition
(22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

Audition

Poem By David Lewis Paget

Life, a Play
In three parts, now
Is two parts done.

In this,
The final interval
We rearrange our scores,
The Orchestra, still poised
Will sit
To practice discords
At the pit.

Then like rent cloth
The curtains start,
The stage is lit;
And I would venture
At my part...

Were I not so
Afraid of it.

24 January 1984

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I first read your comment on Sonnet Mondal's poem that moved me to seek behind the login-wall, I found and tracked this poem of yours to discover your criticism is in absolute sync with your work/s. 'Audition' has the essence of Langston Huges and the vision of Shakespeare's 'Seven Stages'. But this is what i 'll read to myself everytime 'read everything from Coleridge to Cornflakes'. I loved this poem.
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