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This poem is taken from PN Review 143, Volume 28 Number 3, January - February 2002.

Seven Poems Jane Yeh

The only confirmed cast member is Ook the Owl, who has been tapped to play the snowy white owl who delivers mail for Harry
- article on preproduction for the Harry Potter movie, New York Post, August 2000

Claw up. Claw down. Cut.
My fine eyes. My fine eyes are - Cut.

I was fluffed & plucked, like a beauty-pageant winner,
Between takes. Like a news presenter.
Could I be a news presenter?

Rider: 5 rashers bacon. 8-oz. tin mixed nuts.
2 lbs. rabbit fillets. Assorted drupes.

Between takes, I did leg-lifts in my trailer.

If asked what is your most treasured possession, I would say
The woolly toy Tracy, my personal trainer, gave me when young.
I learnt to spy it from afar, then swoop down & seize,
But only on cue. Mr Sheep goes everywhere with me now.

If I could wake up having gained one ability,
It would be the capacity for more facial expression.
It is so tedious to have one's beak set in a permanent frown.

My greatest talent is impersonation
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