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This poem is taken from PN Review 227, Volume 42 Number 3, January - February 2016.

spandrels Drew Milne
the spandrels go dark
        but not in any rushes
        then not quite warmth
        more draining scarred
        and some guest studio
        some greatness flames
        thinking a lived cage
        and a bussed argument
        takes to colour glass
        where old house dries
        a mould comes through
        and these lack filler
        lack any hidden depth

the spandrels go dark
        spelling archest cups
        pretty rich gargoyles
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