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35.
Some day I will write an elegy to Roger Conant
Say that he begot
A town
Caught between election and hysteria
The blue of the Atlantic extending
Between home and exile. Some day I will
Write an elegy, ask questions
About witches and scapegoats
Note that he wasn’t there that year.
Some day I will
Try to do something a little different
And leave him to his own dignity and silence.