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This poem is taken from PN Review 4, Volume 4 Number 4, July - September 1978.

The Aquatint Peter Scupham

They walk, lighter than air, on a green ground,
Slow couples eased across a spread of lawns
Levelled and stripped to where the fringes tangle.
Weathers in alternation dim and shine
Facade and balustrade, their aquatint
Reprinted on a lake whose blacks and lustres
Brim the retentive stone-this in a sharp season
Flurried by visitations of thin snow.
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